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About Changhua

So, I met this chick—prostitute, right?—years back, workin’ some dive bar corner. She’s got this wild story, swear to God, blew my mind. Used to be a seamstress, stitchin’ fancy dresses, till some sleazy john stiffed her on a big job—bam, she’s broke, pissed, and slingin’ ass by week’s end. Made me mad as hell—fuckin’ system chews up good folks, spits ‘em out. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran underground sewing rings—hustlin’ threads by day, tricks by night. History’s nuts, man.

Creation and design

First off, I’m the Office Manager at this small firm on Zhongshan Road. You know, the one with the bright blue sign? Yeah, that one. I get to work, and boom! The printer’s jammed. Like, really? It’s 8 AM, and I’m already wrestling with this ancient piece of junk. I swear, it’s like it has a personal vendetta against me. I’m yanking paper out, and it’s just a mess. I’m sweating like I just ran a marathon.

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