Lila Jincheng Whore ❤️❤️

About Hsinchu

Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

Chapters in this book

Jincheng is a famous mineral city and known as one of the birthplaces of ancient Chinese civilization, highlighting the House of the Huangcheng Chancellor.

We finally find the dog on a side street near the old temple. It’s just chilling, like it didn’t even know it was lost. The lady is crying happy tears, and I’m just standing there, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Like, who knew saving a dog could be so rewarding?

Jincheng Community, The Multi-purpose Public Space / Studio Dali Architects