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About Suwon

I knew this one spot, down by Newark, shady as hell. Guy runnin’ it, Fat Sal, he’d say, “Tony, best pussy in Jersey!” Bullshit artist. Place was a dump—sticky floors, roaches racin’ ya to the bed. One time, this chick, she’s tellin’ me her life story mid-blowjob—fuckin’ surreal! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your priest!” Had to laugh, though—ballsy move. Reminds me of that *Certified Copy* bit, “We’re all copies of something.” She’s copyin’ some sob story, I’m copyin’ a tough guy. Hilarious fuckin’ mess.

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

I want to map out or at least list all the red light districts, glass houses, and illegal places of prostitution and human trafficking in Korea.

I needed a pick-me-up, so I hit up a café on Dongmyeong-dong. Got myself a sweet iced coffee. Finally, something good! I sat outside, people-watching. There was this old guy playing the guitar, and he was terrible. But everyone was clapping like he was a rockstar. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was so bad, it was good.

Jeon Hyun-moo was surprised to meet his best friend Park Na-rae's mother in Mokpo, where he visited