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About Kaohsiung

Me, tho? I’d be awkward as hell in there. Fiddlin’ with my violin strings in my head, mutterin’, “Great Scott, what’s that smell?” Prob’ly trip over a rug, knock over a lamp—total chaos! Always wondered, tho—those girls, they choose it? Some do, some don’t. Gets me thinkin’ deep shit, like Monty in *25th Hour*, facin’ his last night, y’know? Freedom, chains—all that jazz.

PROSTITUTION IN THE PHILIPPINES

I gotta say, even when a session goes sideways, or I stumble on my words (literally spills & typos everywhere, LOL), Puli always reminds me that life is beautifully imperfect. And sure, it might drive me nuts now and then—but dang, it’s worth it. So if you're ever around, don't be shy—wander the narrow lanes of Zhonghuan Rd, sit by the calm banks of Xiluo, and find your own hidden gem in the patchwork of Puli. It's raw, it's quirky, it's a rollercoaster—and as Spike Lee put it, “I’m gonna love every minute of it,” even if I gotta scream a little along the ride.

Pulivendula Puli Wanted To Retire In the Himalayas