I had a cultural shock today.

I work as a bartender in Korea. There was a regular client. A small defensive glasses. Such all the touching, eyes to the floor, speaks barely. I regretted him so much. He wanted to pay more than he had. I did not take. I thought he was drunk, and in the morning he would be sorry. And today I suddenly find out that he is the owner of that bordell that is on the corner, that his uncle is fabulously rich. And I went every day not because I fell in love, but because I wanted to get me to work. Type of Russian strawberries for especially grown-ups