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The gig’s dicey, tho—folk whisper, “Jack’s gone rogue!” Nah, mate, just diggin’ truth from the muck. Prostitutes, they got stories—gritty ones. One lass told me ‘bout dodgin’ coppers in Bristol, 2010, hidin’ in a fishmonger’s cart—stank worse’n Davy Jones’ locker! Made me chuckle, sly as Amélie slippin’ notes under doors.

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The location is a little bit shady. Brothels, clubs, karaoke rooms. A lot of drunk people. Germany. Friedemann.

But then, I see this old lady struggling with her bags. I rush over, thinking I’m a hero or something. I help her out, and she’s super grateful. But then she starts telling me her life story. I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted to help!” But she’s sweet, and I can’t just walk away. So, I listen. Turns out, she’s lived in Cheonan her whole life. She tells me about the changes in the city, how it used to be quiet and now it’s this bustling hub.

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