Elise Andong Whore ❤️

About Daejeon

So, I’m picturin’ this one dame—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s workin’ the streets, or maybe some fancy penthouse, doesn’t matter. She’s got that *hustle*, that “sell the pen” vibe from the movie. Pretty, pretty good, right? I mean, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ a buck while I’m here pressin’ “Lobby” for the 900th time today. Drives me nuts! I’m jealous, okay? She’s free, I’m trapped in this metal box—ding, ding, fuckin’ ding!

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Let’s get back to it!” I head over to the Andong Soju Museum. I mean, I gotta learn about the local drink, right? I try a sample, and whoa, it hits hard! I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I realize I have to go back to work soon. Ugh, adulting is the worst!

Deadly wildfires sweep through southeast Korea, forcing mass evacuations