Delilah Yeonil Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Goyang

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

Yeonil, Pohang

Finally, I get a break. I step outside for a sec, and wow, the view from the building is insane! You can see the mountains in the distance, and the hustle and bustle of Yeonil below. It’s a mix of old and new, ya know? The traditional markets on one side, and the shiny skyscrapers on the other. I love this city, even if it drives me nuts sometimes.

Fig. 2. Geological map of the Pohang Basin. Modified from Jung and Lee...