Paisley Neietsu Whore ❤️

About Gwangju

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

Policy and law

Globally, International Whores Day is held on June 2, to recognise the anniversary of the day in when hundreds of sex workers occupied a church in the French city of Lyon. They were.

So, I hit the streets of Neietsu, cruising down Gwangju-ro. The sun was shining, but it felt like the city was brewing something. You know that feeling? Like the air’s thick with drama. I parked my car near the Neietsu Market. Man, that place is always buzzing. I love the street food there, but today? Nah, I didn’t have time to grab a tteokbokki. Just my luck!