By Leela Bear
Walking through these streets at night, all I want is a good time with a hot Korean girl.
I came over at the behest of my mates, an American and a Brit. We met several years back when I was a bartender at a South African hostel. We all teach; we all chase tail.
We decided to quest together tonight; they say they can help get me laid. The bars have held no luck for me, so we are trying the alleyway brothels. We are ignored.
My American says it’s because I’m with them. A madam confirms with “Korea no gay.”
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