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Surprised me, though—how normal it feels sometimes. Once knew a gal, swear she was a hooker by night, baked pies by day. Pies! I’d eat ‘em too, no judgin’. “Live and let live,” I say, like Grace hopin’ for better. But lordy, the danger! That’d scare me silly—cops, creeps, cold nights. I’d be prayin’ harder’n a preacher on Sunday.

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I want to map out or at least list all the red light districts, glass houses, and illegal places of prostitution and human trafficking in Korea.

Then, I get a call from my buddy, Jin. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the Pyeongtaek Sports Complex.” I’m thinkin’, “Great, more gladiator training.” But when I get there, it’s not just training. There’s a freakin’ festival goin’ on! Food stalls everywhere, music blaring, and people dancin’ like they’re in a K-drama. I’m like, “What the heck? I thought we were fightin’!”

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