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About Keelung

I’m vibin’, thinkin’—man, this ain’t glamorous. Movies lie, bro, it’s not all heels and cash. It’s “Ass to ass!”—raw, ugly, desperate shit. Saw this one girl, tatted up, smokin’—tough shell. Bet she’s got dreams, tho, buried deep. Surprised me, how human it felt, not just a “thing.” Little fact—some call ‘em “ladies of the night,” poetic, huh? But it’s daytime too—24/7 hustle, crazy!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I gotta say, even when a session goes sideways, or I stumble on my words (literally spills & typos everywhere, LOL), Puli always reminds me that life is beautifully imperfect. And sure, it might drive me nuts now and then—but dang, it’s worth it. So if you're ever around, don't be shy—wander the narrow lanes of Zhonghuan Rd, sit by the calm banks of Xiluo, and find your own hidden gem in the patchwork of Puli. It's raw, it's quirky, it's a rollercoaster—and as Spike Lee put it, “I’m gonna love every minute of it,” even if I gotta scream a little along the ride.

PULI: Uganda’s Other (Short-lived) Jihadi Group