| Hi! Not that I care about anyone reading this but I figured that if I was going to keep a journal, as my former teacher suggested I do, that I might as well do it right. So hi. If you are reading this, then I am dead.
Okay, I always wanted to say that. But for all I know you could have stolen my journal, or I could be lying in a hospital bed somewhere. Whatever you do, don't pull the plug!
Anyhow, growing up as an orphan in Seoul is not a simple life. But when things grow out of control so fast that you feel you can't possibly keep up.. things get weird for real. First I met Holang-i, or Great Tiger. I know, it's a terrible name for such a beautiful entity. I met him and the world changed. Then came my teacher, whose name I will never say aloud again. Names have power.
Anyhow, he's a dick and tried to get me to do shit that nobody should ever do. Sure, sex was involved, but that was just the start of the dark shit, not the end of it. In the end, he had a few trickles of wisdom in his fucked up lessons.
Anyhow, I found out that even though I was an orphan, I had both an uncle -and- a cousin living in California. And no, before you ask, the cousin is not the child of that Uncle... that would be too simple. In fact, two cousins. Twins. Brother and sister. And.. the Uncle was not aware of those two.
I know, it's getting so twisted up. Welcome to my life. Anyhow, Uncle Jiang died and I was the only living relative, so I get to inherit his business.. a strip club named Body Shots. Glamorous, eh? I've done time on stages to make ends meet on the streets, so I figured hey, I gmith dance there too.
That covers my life there, but I also need to find these twins, my cousins.... Sonya, where the fuck are you?
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