Natalie Mungyeong Whore ❤️

About Busan

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

Cultural Exploration around Mungyeong

So, we’re workin’ together, and I’m feelin’ kinda good. Like, maybe today won’t be a total disaster. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a delivery truck that just smashed into a lamppost on Mungyeong’s main square. I’m like, “What the heck?!”

[ED] Firefighters at risk