'Welcome to Korea,' the girls said in chorus.

I won't admit to each of them blowing me off before making their official greeting.

I really felt that I was liking this place.

Jack fucked off somewhere.

He had a bag full of cash, courtesy of the C.IA.

And Max was in hiding, saying he'd create another happening then text me.

We were recruiting big time.

We were hoping to draw Rocket Man out of his hole.

Big tits were dangling ever so close to his face.

He really can't be far away, can he?

The problem was, everywhere I looked, there were young Korean guys with Rocket Man haircuts.

Since the summit in Hanoi with Donald Trump, the twenty-somethings were embracing the rogue North Korean leader.

I'd have to try something different to identify him.

Tits, and more of them, he'd eventually reveal himself. 

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