Ellie Yangp Yong Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Changwon

So, I reckon brothels been around forever. Like, factoid time—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky dives with graffiti sayin’ who banged who. Hilarious, right? Imagine some toga dude scribblin’ “Gaius wuz here” on the wall! Makes me chuckle, doc. But nah, it ain’t all laughs—some girls there, they’re trapped, pissed me off when I heard that. Slavery vibes, not cool.

For a short time only:

He fled to Anyang City and stayed there for a day, stopping by a brothel and drinking at a nightclub. He spent the night at Lee Seong-jun's.

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.

Exhibition | Yang Yong, 'My Realm - 2024 Yang Yong Solo Exhibition' at Tang Contemporary Art, Seoul, South Korea