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About Daegu

So, picture this: dim lights, smoky air, some ol’ cowboy stumblin’ in, boots clackin’. Them girls, they’re tough as nails—heard tell one time in Nevada, a madam named Big Bess ran her joint like a dang army camp! Had rules tighter’n a preacher’s collar—nobody messed with Bess! Made me laugh ‘til I near spit my beer! Git-R-Done, Bess!

For a short time only:

In both countries, gangs does not attack the police. It is almost a suicide act. The public implicitly allows torture to gang who attacked the police.

But then, outta nowhere, my coworker, Ji-hoon, bursts in. He’s all flustered, like he just ran a marathon. Turns out, there’s a leak in the basement. Great. Just what we need. So, we grab some buckets and head down. The smell down there? Ugh, like a mix of mold and regret.

Expedition notes: Warming shocks the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau