Evelyn Hwaseong Si Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

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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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