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About Incheon

So, picture this—smoky room, dim lights, girls struttin’ ‘round like they own the damn place. Smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, but it’s alive, man, alive! I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my gin ‘n’ juice, watchin’ these cats tryna play it cool. Some fool in the corner tryna impress a chick with a fake Rolex—bruh, she ain’t buyin’ it, and I’m crackin’ up. Hilarious, fo’ shizzle! These spots been ‘round forever, right? Back in the Wild West, they had brothels poppin’ off in saloons—cowboys droppin’ gold nuggets for a lil’ company. True story, look it up!

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brothel district that has been set up near the U.N. Plot: korean war, us military, prostitution, drunkenness, controversy, exploitation, prostitute.

Finally, I get the car runnin’. Jin’s all pumped, and I’m feelin’ like a hero. But then, I hear this loud bang. What the heck? Turns out, some kid on a bike crashed into a parked car. I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re goin’!” The driver? Not happy.

Shamans to get the boot from Mt. Taebaek