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Imagine me hirin’ an escort – D’oh! Marge’d kill me! “You’re lower than dirt,” she’d yell, like in “Dogville.” But serious, escorts got stories. One gal, rumor says, escorted a prince! Freakin’ prince, man! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, ha! Still, cool as hell. I’d be all – “D’oh! Gimme donuts, princess!” Sarcasm, pal, gotta love it.

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After that, I stroll down to the Sinhyeon Market. It’s packed, like always. People everywhere, haggling over fresh veggies and fish. I see this old lady selling kimchi, and I’m like, “Yo, that looks fire!” I buy a jar, and she gives me this huge smile. I’m thinkin’, “This is what life’s about.” But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my jar right outta my hands. It shatters. I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” The kid just giggles and runs off. I’m fuming, but I can’t stay mad. I mean, it’s just kimchi, right?

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