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Hey, so—whore, right? Blows my mind. I’m sittin’ here—like, Zen pause—thinkin’ about it. Whore’s this wild, messy thing. Not just some chick, nah. It’s deeper—like in *The Turin Horse*. That movie? Damn. Bleak as hell. “The wind’s blowin’, it’s over,” y’know? Whore’s got that vibe. Used up, worn down—like the horse in that flick. Draggin’ through life, no breaks. Makes me kinda pissed, honestly. How’s society just… ditch ‘em?

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So, I settled for some weird herbal tea. Not my jam, but whatever. I sat outside, people-watching. Hwasun’s streets are always buzzing. Kids running around, old folks chatting on the benches. It’s like a scene from a movie, but with more ajummas yelling at their grandkids.

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