WEIGHT: 66 kg
Sex services: Cross Dressing, Ass licking, Soft domination, Massage classic, Tie & Tease
A very hot and humid Sunday in June. There are cans of cold beer for everyone, cocktail stands preparing the most exotic beverages, chilli dogs and bratwursts for the hungry. People lie on the grass, snuggle and kiss, drink and watch a succession of drag shows, all-lesbian choirs, and the maddest dance routines this side of Copacabana. All around the cordoned-off plaza are fundamentalist Christian protesters, denouncing everyone inside for their sin—but never mind them.
They are the old Korea, the old Seoul. There is barely anyone under 50 out there, whereas within the square it is all ages, not to mention all ethnicities and sexualities. Men and women, in drag and otherwise, dance on floats to the latest K-pop hits, as well as Lady Gaga, Pharrell and Daft Punk. It is a feeling of exuberant joy, one that would have been considered wrong in the past, and not just because it celebrates queerness.
Such glee was wrong for its own sake. Life is hard, Koreans once said. Life is not to be frittered away enjoying yourself. Koreans still work hard, there is no doubt of that—office workers routinely spend 14 hours a day in their cubicles. But this is not a story about how Koreans work. This is a story about how Koreans play. And Seoul is Play City. In the country was annexed by the Japanese, resulting in 35 years of savage foreign occupation.
In , the North soon to be backed by Communist China invaded the South, precipitating the infamous U. Gwangjang market is a wondrous hustle and bustle. Two stories high in most sections, it is a spider-web of long alleys where you can buy everything, from offbeat second-hand clothes to ginseng to material for hanbok, the traditional Korean dress still worn at weddings and other special events.
Where we entered it was miles of bolts of fabric, being fondled and appreciated by dozens of Indonesian buyers in long dresses and hijabs. The five of us pushed our way through the crowd: Through the bolts of fabric and Indonesian buyers we snaked, working to find the core of Gwangjang Market—and when we found it, it was exotic pandemonium. There are hundreds of food stalls in the covered market, and on any given day there are tens of thousands of people looking for a nibble and a drink.