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So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea - splash! - spills on me trousers, flailin’ like a twit. Whore, right, been ‘round forever, yeah? Oldest job, they say - fact! Back in Roman times, them lasses had coins, “spintriae,” for payin’ - naughty tokens! Imagine me, droppin’ one, rollin’ under me sofa, divin’ after it, arse up, heh! “Who sent this tape?” I mutter, like in “Caché,” ‘cept it’s me wonderin’ who’s payin’ who!

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Whenever I see a butcher with pink light I inveitably, at least for a split second, think I'm coming upon a prostitute. This time was no.

By the time I’m done, it’s like 5 PM. I’m exhausted but kinda pumped. I mean, this city is alive! I step outside, and the smell of tteokbokki hits me. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab some from a street vendor on Bupyeong Kkangtong Market. Best decision ever.

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