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About Busan

What pisses me off? The fakers, man. Girls actin’ sweet, then ghostin’ you after cash’s out. Like, “Every work of art’s a portrait”—yeah, a portrait of my empty wallet! Hate that crap. But when it works? Oh man, fireworks. This one chick—redhead, smokin’—she’s whisperin’, “Let’s make our own copy.” I’m done, heart racin’, thinkin’ I’m in a damn movie.

The Island of forgotten women

Each pier is run by a “Shordarni” or an ex-prostitute who runs a group of prostitute girls. So, based on which dock the boats land, the groups of prostitutes, belonging to the individual Shordani, .

So, I’m munching on this sad muffin when I hear this commotion outside. Turns out, there’s a street performer on Jeongja-dong, juggling flaming torches. I mean, who does that? I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re gonna set the whole street on fire!” But the crowd loved it. They were cheering like he was some kind of hero. I was half tempted to join in, but then I remembered my collar. Can’t be seen as a fire hazard, ya know?