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About Ulsan

Alright, so I’m a sailor, huh? Been ‘round the world, seen some sh*t. Brothels? Man, they’re like ports for the soul—dirty, loud, alive. So, lemme tell ya, Larry King style, slow and pokin’. What’s a brothel to me? Ever been to one? Smells like sweat, cheap perfume, regret. Kinda like the sea, but with more moanin’. You walk in, it’s dim, smoky—girls loungin’, eyes sharp as knives. “What’s your poison, sailor?” they’d say, smirkin’. I’m thinkin’, *poison? Lady, I’m already drownin’.*

What is Hooker Hill?

"Put your clothes on," shouted a police officer as he entered a small room during an evening raid on a massage parlor set up as a front to conceal a brothel in Gangnam, southern Seoul. A .

So, I set my traps, right? And while I’m doin’ that, I hear this commotion. Turns out, some dude’s tryin’ to sell fish on the street. Like, who does that? It’s 8 AM! I’m thinkin’, “Bro, you’re gonna scare off the rats with that smell.” But nah, he’s all about that hustle. I respect it, but c’mon, man.

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