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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ bout a brothel like it’s some twisted tale from Mulholland Drive. Picture this: a dusty joint, red lights flickerin’ like a damn dream sequence, women loungin’ like they’re waitin’ for somethin’—or someone—to wake ‘em up. “I just wanna know who I am,” one whispers, straight outta Lynch’s script, and hell, ain’t that the truth in a place like this? Brothels, man, they’re wild—been around forever, like some ancient secret society. Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had ‘em marked with dick carvings on the walls? True story—navigation for horny Romans, no GPS needed!

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Feb 24,  · The brothel is a ramshackle village of sagging huts built on the banks of a sinking island called Banishanta. It is meters long, flat as a beaten coin, and as wide as a two .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a shop on Jeongdong-ro, and it’s this cute little place selling handmade crafts. I’m lookin’ around, and I see this wooden carving of a deer. I’m like, “That’s me!” I buy it, even though I’m broke. But hey, it’s a souvenir, right?

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