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Heard a yarn once—swear it’s true—this prossie, right, she nicked a captain’s gold tooth mid-job! Slipped it right outta his gob, sold it for a tenner! Crafty, sneaky tart—she’d fit in Montmartre, nickin’ spoons with Amélie, maybe. Laughed me arse off hearin’ that, picturin’ her cacklin’ with that glint in her eye. “Clever, clever, precious!” I’d say, tippin’ me hat.

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After that, I needed some air. So, I strolled down to the Donghaksa Temple. It’s beautiful, man. The vibe there is just... peaceful. I was feeling all zen until I tripped over a rock. Classic me, right? I fell flat on my face. I’m lying there, and this group of tourists starts laughing. I mean, really? I’m just trying to connect with nature here!

Samples of fish collected from the sewage treatment plant drain and Gongju reservoir.