Penelope Chungju Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Seoul

But then I get mad, real mad, thinkin’ ‘bout them poor souls forced into it. Not every brothel’s a choice, ya hear? Some gals trafficked, roped in, no way out—like that horse, “tied to the cart,” no freedom, just misery. Breaks my heart, dang it! Wanna punch a wall or somethin’.

악성코드가 포함되어 있는 파일입니다.

After that, I finally get my stuff and head to the woods. The air’s fresh, the trees are tall, and I’m feelin’ like a king. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. My heart’s racin’. I’m thinkin’, “Is it the monster?” Nah, it’s just some kids messin’ around. They’re throwin’ rocks at a tree. I’m like, “Yo, chill! You’ll scare the deer away!” But they just laugh. Kids, man.

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