Freya Tainan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Taichung

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? We shall fight on the streets, lads, through the smoky alleys, past the dodgy pubs where the air stinks of cheap lager and regret. I reckon it’s a war, yeah? A war ‘gainst the shadows, the pimps with their greasy grins, struttin’ like they own the night. Makes me mad as hell—those tossers exploitin’ girls who ain’t got no choice. Reminds me of the Corsican in *A Prophet*, pullin’ strings, thinkin’ he’s king. “I’m the boss here,” he’d growl. Bollocks to that, I say.

The people within the red light district

After that disaster, I head to the Tainan Confucius Temple. It’s so chill there. I’m just sittin’ on a bench, takin’ it all in. The architecture is dope, and the vibe is peaceful. But then, this group of tourists shows up, and they’re LOUD. Like, can’t you see I’m tryin’ to zen out here? I roll my eyes, but then I overhear them talking about the history of the place. Kinda cool, I guess.

Magnitude 5.3 earthquake jolts Tainan in southern Taiwan