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So, this one time, Naples, I think—brothel’s in this crusty alley. Sign’s half broke, says “Paridiso.” Paradise, my ass. Inside, it’s dim, sticky floors, red lights buzzin’ like flies. Lady at the desk, smokin’ a cig, looks me dead in the eye. “Ten minutes, sailor,” she says. I’m like, “Cool, cool,” but in my head? “This ain’t Amélie’s café, fam.” No gnome-travelin’ vibes here—just dudes tryna forget the ocean.

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There is an open brothel right next to Pyeongtaek Station Plaza. It will disappear due to the future division maintenance, so let's go over.

First off, I hit up the local market on Jeongja-dong. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and street food? I’m talkin’ about those spicy tteokbokki and hotteok that make your taste buds dance. I grab a couple of those bad boys, and I’m feelin’ like a king. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yellin’ at me in Korean. I’m like, “Lady, chill! I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my food!” Turns out, I accidentally took her favorite spot. Oops.

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