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About Daejeon

Alright, friends, let’s paint a picture—imagine me, your chill elevator operator, ridin’ up and down life’s floors, thinkin’ bout brothels. Yep, those spicy little dens o’ sin! Got that “Oldboy” vibe in my head—gritty, twisted, wild—like happy little trees gone rogue. “There’s no such thing as a mistake,” I’d say, but damn, some choices in a brothel? Woof, they twist ya up like Oh Dae-su’s revenge plot.

I. Neo-Confucian Culture

Taebaek Range, rocky and broken, running like a north-south spine along his girl on the paper wall of the brothel in Seoul; the girl suspended in.

I’m under the hood, tryin’ to figure out what’s wrong. And let me tell ya, the smell of burnt oil hit me like a brick wall. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, outta nowhere, this old dude walks up. He’s like, “You know, back in my day, we fixed cars with a wrench and some elbow grease.” I’m like, “Yeah, and I’m sure you walked uphill both ways too, right?”

Baguio City to dispatch seasonal workers to Taebaek