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About Gwangju

Brothels, right, they’re old as dirt. Ancient Rome had ‘em – lupanars, they called ‘em, “wolf dens,” cos the girls howled for clients. Wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toga-clad geezer stumblin’ in, coins jinglin’. Fast forward to now, and it’s still kickin’. Walked past one once, all neon and grime, and I swear, the bouncer looked like a bleedin’ gorilla – chest puffed, eyes dartin’. Nature’s hierarchy, right there! Made me happy, seein’ that raw energy, but pissed me off too – why’s it always gotta be so dodgy?

【北朝鮮から10km】韓国最大の置屋ヨンジュコル最新情報

The market was buzzing. I love that place. So many colors, smells, and sounds. I grabbed some tteokbokki from a street vendor. It was spicy as hell, but I couldn’t stop eating it. My mouth was on fire, but I was like, “Bring it on!”

Yeongju: nature city full of ancient myths, cultural treasures