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About Busan

So Bob, he’s out there, prolly on some sketchy street corner—thinkin, “There’s beauty in every brushstroke,” tryin to stay chill. Maybe he’s got a fave spot, some dive bar where the girls hang. Fun fact—prostitutes in old Westerns, they’d hide cash in their boots! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I read that—thought, “Damn, smarter than Jesse dodgin bullets!” Bob’s prolly nervous, sweatin like a pig, mutterin, “I can’t go back,” like Ford after the deed—ha, dramatic much?

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After lunch, I decided to check out the Wanju Art Museum. I love art, but man, some of that stuff was just weird. Like, what’s up with abstract art? I could’ve splattered paint on a canvas and called it a masterpiece. But hey, to each their own, right? I did find one piece that was a giant cat made of recycled materials. I mean, I’m all for saving the planet, but that was just bizarre.

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