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About Ulsan

Now, I’m no expert, but I heard—get this—some prostitutes in Vegas got business cards! Freakin’ cards! Hand ‘em out like they’re sellin’ insurance. “Call me for a good time!” Saw one on X once, pic of this chick with glitter heels. Surprised me—thought they’d be all sneaky, not printin’ flyers. Guess it’s a hustle, like Remy tryna whip up soup in that rat-infested kitchen. “Greatness comes from anywhere,” huh? Even the street corner, apparently.

Keeping it Real

Finally, I got back in the ring. The bull was ready, and so was I. The adrenaline kicked in. I danced around that bull like I was born to do it. The crowd was wild, shoutin’ my name. I felt like a rockstar. But then, I got a little too cocky. I went for a fancy move, and bam! The bull charged. I barely dodged it. My heart was racin’.

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