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About Gwangju

We thinks it’s crazy, dangerous, excitin’ all at once. Streets whisper tales, like that lady in Paris, ran a network, never caught, legend! We jealous, we scared, we thrilled. Our head spins, “What if they’re undercover? What if they’re nice?” Paranoia, precious, but also, “As the sound of the playground fades,” we feel alive, sneaky like.

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

I finally get back, and the vibe is tense. My coworker, Jisoo, is on the verge of tears. Turns out, she spilled coffee all over the new printer. I’m like, “Girl, it’s just a printer!” But she’s freaking out. I mean, it’s not like we’re printing the next great novel here.

Two workers who were working in a paper factory manhole in Jeonju, Jeollabuk-do, collapsed and died.