Luna Goseong Brothel ❤️

About Daegu

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, actuary by day, hater of everything by life. Brothels, huh? I hate ‘em. Stink of desperation and cheap whiskey. Numbers don’t lie—most shut down in five years flat. Disease spreads faster than gossip in a small town. I crunched the stats—50% chance of clap just walkin’ in. Disgustin’. Reminds me of that punk Zuckerberg in *The Social Network*— “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ enemies.” Brothels don’t get clients without ruinin’ lives.

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"Put your clothes on," shouted a police officer as he entered a small room during an evening raid on a massage parlor set up as a front to conceal a brothel in Gangnam, southern Seoul. A .

So, I finish up my shift, and I’m outta there. I stroll down Goseong-ro, and the vibe is just... electric. People everywhere, street food stalls, the smell of tteokbokki wafting through the air. I’m feelin’ a bit better.

Worker crushed to death by robot that mistook him for a box of veggies