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Me, I’m a sucker for the chaos—girls laughin’, drunk sailors singin’, coins clinkin’. It’s alive, raw, messy. But sometimes—slow, ominous tone, “I am your father”—I see the chains. Ain’t all fun ‘n’ games, some’re trapped, forced. Pisses me off, wanna choke somethin’—maybe with the Force, y’know? Still, I keep comin’ back—brothels got a pull, like the dark side callin’. “Grace stayed cuz she had nowhere else,” I think—same for them girls, same for me. Whaddya say, mate—fancy a trip?

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Then, I headed over to the Gongju National Museum. Man, that place is a treasure trove! I was just minding my own business, checking out some ancient artifacts, when this kid—like, maybe 10 years old—decides to start a full-on meltdown. He’s screaming about wanting a toy or something. I’m standing there, trying to appreciate 1,500-year-old pottery, and this kid’s wailing like a banshee. I mean, c’mon, kid! You’re in a museum!

WEBZINE KOREA May 2023, Local_Dining