Jade Songgangdong Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Suwon

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Welcome to the Monkey House

Dongducheon, with some 7, registered prostitutes at its height, was the largest of the kichijon, and the strip of camp towns stretching from the DMZ down to Seoul was known as “GI .

After my caffeine fix, I decide to check out the Songgangdong Market. OMG, it’s packed! I’m dodging people left and right. I see this vendor selling fresh kimchi, and I’m like, “Yesss!” I grab a jar, but then this old lady bumps into me. I drop the jar, and it shatters everywhere. I’m standing there, covered in spicy kimchi juice, and she just glares at me. Like, c’mon, lady! It was an accident!