Stella T Aebaek Prostitute ❤️

About Gwangju

Oi, you donkey! Prostitutes, yeah? Been around forever, bloody hell! Watched *Memento* last night—fave flick, mind-bending as shit. “We all lie to ourselves,” Lenny says, right? Fits these girls—selling lies, chasing cash. Saw this tart once, Soho, London—heels like daggers, face painted like a Picasso gone wrong. “Idiot sandwich!” I’d yell, if she weren’t so damn clever—hustlin’ smarter than half you twats. Oldest job, yeah, but did ya know? Ancient Babylon, 2400 BC—temple prossies, sacred sex for gods! Wild, innit? Made me chuffed—history’s nuts!

T’aebaek, South Korea

The popular saying, marriage without a love affair is only prostitution show how influential the idealistic views on love and marriage were in that period.

So, I zoom over there, dodgin’ potholes like a pro. T-aebaek’s streets are a mix of beauty and chaos. You got the mountains in the background, but the roads? Man, they’re like a rollercoaster. Anyway, I get to the museum, and there’s Jin, lookin’ like a lost puppy. His car? Total mess.

[Photo] Feeling down? Take a stroll through a million sunflowers