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But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

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raise Americans' awareness about the problem of militarized prostitution with foreigners in Korea and its impact on the lives of Korean women and their children.

After that, I needed some air. So, I strolled down to the Donghaksa Temple. It’s beautiful, man. The vibe there is just... peaceful. I was feeling all zen until I tripped over a rock. Classic me, right? I fell flat on my face. I’m lying there, and this group of tourists starts laughing. I mean, really? I’m just trying to connect with nature here!

Baekje sites join UNESCO World Heritage list