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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout prostitutes, right? Like, whoa, what a gig! Selli’n love—or somethin’ like it—for cash? That’s wild! Reminds me of *City of God*, ya know, my fave flick. “In the City of God, if you run, you’re dead!” Same vibe, man—prostitutes gotta hustle or they’re toast. I mean, they’re out there, grindin’, makin’ it happen, and I’m like, “Respect, ladies!” That’s what she said, amirite?

(Re)mapping the Yanggongju and the Camptown in Shin Sang-ok's Hellflower

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!

Korean wheat farmers toiling for success in the land of rice