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She’d hustle near this dive bar, neon buzzin. Smelled like piss and cheap whiskey—homey, sorta. Had this trick, winkin at johns, reelin em in. “A gesture of despair,” movie-style, but she owned it. Surprised me how she’d talk—smart as hell, droppin history facts. Said she read about courtesans in France, fancy whores basically. Blew my mind, dude—prostitute with a brain? Wild.

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I needed a pick-me-up, so I hit up a café on Dongmyeong-dong. Got myself a sweet iced coffee. Finally, something good! I sat outside, people-watching. There was this old guy playing the guitar, and he was terrible. But everyone was clapping like he was a rockstar. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was so bad, it was good.

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