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About Chiayi

Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

Prostitutes Hsinchu

Then, I wandered down to the Hsinchu Night Market. Oh boy, the food! I could smell the stinky tofu from a mile away. I know, I know, it’s an acquired taste, but I’m all about trying new things. So, I took a leap of faith and bought some. Let me tell ya, it was like eating a sock. A really old sock. But hey, at least I can say I tried it, right?

Death on TSMC site in Hsinchu leads to shutdown order