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Pisses me off, tho—power games everywhere. Big shots stroll in, think they own the place. I’d crush ‘em, snap, like that. But—ha!—some girls, they’re clever, runnin’ the show behind curtains. Surprised me once, this chick in St. Pete’s, pocketed more than the mayor. Ballsy. “You’re mine,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, but it’s all a hustle. Love that hustle, keeps ya sharp.

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First off, I hit up the local market on Jeongja-ro. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m strolling through, minding my own biz, when I catch a whiff of something. It’s like a mix of garlic and... something sweet? Turns out, it’s this lady selling tteokbokki. I’m like, “Yesss, give me that spicy goodness!” But then, she’s outta stock! I’m standing there, all ready to devour some, and she’s like, “Sorry, come back later.” Ugh, I was so hangry!

A cheese theme park actually exists and you can stuff your face all day