Sophie Yangp Yong Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Seoul

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—bloody fascinatin, innit? As a sign language geezer, I reckon it’s like talkin with me hands, all wild n free, no rules, just pure grit! Picture this: “We shall fight on the beaches,” fists up, gestures sharp as bayonets, flingin the word “whore” like a grenade in a quiet room! Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that dark, twisted gem— Guillermo’s got that lil girl facin monsters, right? Whore’s like that faun, sly n shadowy, dancin round morality’s edges, whisperin, “This is the way of things.”

love is a game (for fools to play)

Yangpyeong. Shillae has requested well in advance to secure the hare spot for this upcoming weekend so I can assure you it will be a great trail and well.

So, I’m sippin’ my brew, feeling all artsy and stuff, when I get a call from the archive. They need me to come in ASAP. Ugh, typical. I was just about to dive into some serious research on the old Yangp-yong railway. But nope, duty calls.

Yongqiang Yang