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About Seoul

So, I knew this one escort, yeah? Total legend, swear she could talk her way outta anything. Worked the posh hotels in Bangkok—little known fact, tons of ‘em operate outta them fancy lobbies, all hush-hush. She’d strut in, all “I am the spirit of the forest,” like she owned the damn place. Made me laugh, mate, but also—damn, respect! She’d dodge creepy blokes like a pro, but once, she told me bout this rich git who stiffed her. No tip, no nothin’—I was fumin’ for her! “R2, where’s the justice?” I’d yell if he were here.

Night Venus

After that caffeine disaster, I head to the office. The view from my window is killer. I can see the Han River glistening in the sun. But then, my boss walks in. Ugh. He’s got that look. You know the one. Like he just chewed on a lemon. He starts ranting about deadlines. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just work.”