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About Taichung

But real talk—it’s weird, right? Drivin’ my tractor, I’m thinkin’, who even goes? Lonely saps? Creeps? I’d be too paranoid—sweatin’ bullets, “What if someone sees me?!” Pretty, pretty good way to ruin your day, gettin’ caught. Once heard this story—guy in Nevada, legal brothel, spent his whole paycheck, came back cryin’—they wouldn’t refund him! Hah! What’d he expect, a warranty? “Sorry, sir, no returns on that!” Made me mad, tho—dude’s an idiot, but c’mon, that’s predatory. Sucked me right into the drama.

Essays on Chinese Religions and Traditional Culture in Honour of Kristofer Schipper

There really isn't any brothels in Taiwan. Some saunas that have these services and massage parlors. But I've never heard of any actual brothels.

After that, I’m feeling kinda good, you know? I stroll down to the Banqiao Cultural Center. It’s this cool spot with art and stuff. I’m checking out some exhibits, and there’s this one piece that’s just a giant banana. I’m like, “What even is this?” But I can’t help but chuckle. Art is weird, man.

Dam in Distress