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About Gwangju

Oh, nearly forgot—hrrrmph—me fave story! Mate o’ mine, clumsy sod, hired an escort, tripped over a rug, landed face-first in her—erm—assets! She just cackled, “First time’s free, love!” Proper legend! Sex escort life, innit—wild, messy, bit mad. Like me, really—stumblin’ through, hopin’ no one notices me pants are down! “City of God” taught me— “If you run, the beast catches you.” Escorts don’t run, mate—they strut! Respect, that. Oi, fancy a cuppa? I’m knackered typin’ this!

‘Why do people hate us?’: Sex workers in Seoul’s last red-light district fret over future

So, I’m sprinting down the street, dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. Cheonan’s streets are always buzzing, ya know? I mean, you got the hustle and bustle, street vendors selling tteokbokki, and the smell of fried food everywhere. It’s like a food lover’s paradise! But I was too busy to even think about food.

Korean Air and Delta Air Lines Partner Habitat for Humanity to Make a Difference in Cheonan