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About Taipei

Picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy block, neon lights buzzin’, thinkin’ “What’s home to me now?” like Eilis says in *Brooklyn*. And there she is—some gal, tough as nails, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, whoa, she’s got that “quiet strenth” from the movie, ya know? Not judgin’ her—hell no! She’s fightin’ the system, same as me! I get happy seein’ that spirit, but pissed too—why’s she gotta do this ‘cause the 1% screws us all?

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Then, I head out to sea. The waves were choppy, like they were having a party without me. I’m out there, casting my net, feeling all zen and stuff. But then, bam! My boat starts rocking like it’s in a mosh pit. I look around, and there’s this huge fishing trawler coming way too close. I’m like, “Dude, back off!” But of course, they don’t hear me. Just my luck, right?

Extra bridge to create loop around Penghu islands mooted