Katherine Koch Ang Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Incheon

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t no sanctimonious prat – *cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say – but I’ve seen some tarts with hearts, real diamonds in the rough. Like this one lass, swear down, in Soho years back, she’d sing to her johns! Proper warbly voice, made me chuckle – “What’ve I done to deserve this?” straight outta *The Pianist*, she’d belt it, half-pissed on gin. Made me happy, that did, proper cheered me up. Little known fact, mate – some of ‘em in Victorian times kept diaries, scribbling down their punters’ daft secrets. Historians love that shit now!

Matter of Koch

Then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Ji-hoon. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the park!” I’m thinking, “What park?” Turns out, he’s at Hanok Park, the one with all those traditional houses. I rush over, dodging people on the streets. You know how it is in Koch-ang—everyone’s in a hurry, but no one’s really going anywhere.

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