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About Incheon

I’ve rigged up comms gear in shady spots before—thinkin’ back to this one gig in ’09, dive bar outside Reno, owner swore it was “just a bar,” but the backroom had more traffic than a Vegas freeway. Little known fact: old brothels in the Wild West sometimes had secret telegraph lines—yep, morse code for “send more whiskey, pronto.” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Made me happy too—history’s got a twisted sense of humor. But modern joints? Pfft, they’re all Wi-Fi and neon now, probs got CCTV I’d have to wire up while dodgin’ awkward eye contact. “What is this body without organs?”—Godard again. Brothel’s like that—chaos, no center, just bodies and cash swappin’ hands.

Inside Yongjugol: The uncertain future of a South Korean red-light district

The city government had planned to preserve some of the old brothel buildings in Cheongnyangni and transform them into open air museums, but the move was thwarted in by .

But then, the skies opened up. Like, seriously? It was sunny two seconds ago! I got soaked. I was sprinting down the street, dodging puddles like I was in some weird action movie. I ended up at the Yeongju Traditional Market, trying to find shelter.

Rural South Koreans’ Global Links Grow, Nourished by a Satellite Crop (Published 2009)