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But lemme tell ya somethin’—some joints? Disgustin’. Saw roaches crawlin’ on a bed once—nearly puked, swear to God. “What’s this, a bug brothel?!” I yelled. Owner just shrugged—didn’t care. Pissed me off—folks deserve better, even in a place like that. Oh, and get this—little known fact: oldest brothel? Pompeii, baby—still standin’, graffiti and all, sayin’ who banged who. History’s horny ghosts, huh?

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I gotta say, even when a session goes sideways, or I stumble on my words (literally spills & typos everywhere, LOL), Puli always reminds me that life is beautifully imperfect. And sure, it might drive me nuts now and then—but dang, it’s worth it. So if you're ever around, don't be shy—wander the narrow lanes of Zhonghuan Rd, sit by the calm banks of Xiluo, and find your own hidden gem in the patchwork of Puli. It's raw, it's quirky, it's a rollercoaster—and as Spike Lee put it, “I’m gonna love every minute of it,” even if I gotta scream a little along the ride.

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