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Little known fact—oldest job ever, prostitution. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky joints with graffiti like “I screwed here!” True story! Surprised me—thought it was all modern crap. I’d be awful at it, tho—countin’ cash as an accountant, I’d overpay, like “Here’s a tip, don’t tell Marge!” Haha, dope move, Homer!

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Fast forward a few hours. I’m done with the charcoal for now, and I head over to the palace. Man, it’s packed! Tourists everywhere, snapping pics like they’re at a K-pop concert. I’m just trying to blend in, but my charcoal-stained hands are kinda giving me away. I’m walking around, and I see this street vendor selling tteokbokki. You know, the spicy rice cakes? I can’t resist. I grab a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Ugh, just great. Now I look like a walking mess.

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