me, adopting my creepy, Terminator-style paparazzi persona:

Here's the dope throne-room:

and the best tour guide attire ever:

I got some free lovin':


and I watched this guy beat the shit out of some traditional Korean food:


It's called dduk, and it's... all right. It turns out looking like this:

Here they just roll it around in some rice flour, but it tastes better fried and dipped in sugar, or wrapped around a sweet bean paste center. Even so, it was a pleasure to watch the guy lay the smackdown on it with a big mallet.
Seoul: an embrace and a wallop with big wooden hammer. Can't wait to go back.
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