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About Taipei

So, picture this—grimy alley, neon flickerin, chick leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “The sun’s a snitch!”—she’s dodgin daylight, livin in shadows. I reckon she’s seen more shit than a sewer rat, y’know? Makes me mad—pisses me right off—how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Ain’t no saint myself, but damn, give her a break!

‘No jurisdiction’

We explore the hidden realities behind the nightlife in Angeles City, Makati and Manila. Many Filipina women working in bars, clubs, and massage parlors are.

After the rain let up, we decided to head back to the lab. We had to fix our mess. On the way, we passed by the Pinglin River. It was flowing fast, and I couldn’t help but think about how life is like that river—sometimes calm, sometimes chaotic. Deep thoughts, right?

Space to Thrive