Natalie Ansan Si Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Daejeon

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

Shopping and Markets around Ansan-si

Hooker's sea lion (Phocarctos hookeri), Cannibal Bay, the Catlins, South Ansan-si, South Korea. Aerial and sunrise view of snow covered mud flat and.

So yeah, that was my day. From burnt coffee to cherry blossoms, and a kid throwing a fit over a butterfly. I’m back in the woods now, and it feels good. But I gotta admit, Ansan-si? You surprised me.

Improving mechanical properties of melt-spun polyetherimide monofilaments by thermal drawing