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About Gwangju

What pisses me off? The noise. Gruntin’, groanin’, like pigs in mud. Happy? Hell no, but surprised—some gals there rake in more than me. Good for them, I guess. Still, rather chop wood than manage that dump. “What we did was real,” Jesse says in the flick—brothels feel fake as hell tho. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather wrestle a bear than shake hands with a pimp. Total sleaze-fest, I’m out.

Background

On the way back, we stop at a little café on Gyeongju-ro. I order a hot chocolate, and it’s like a warm hug in a cup. I’m feeling better already. We sit there, laughing about the day’s chaos, and I realize how much I love this job. Sure, it’s messy and unpredictable, but that’s life, right?

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