When Culture Gets Too Close For Comfort
The very first Korean man I met put his hand on my thigh. I was young, stressed and already freaking out as the enormity of moving to Korea hit me.… Continue reading "When Culture Gets Too Close For Comfort"
The very first Korean man I met put his hand on my thigh. I was young, stressed and already freaking out as the enormity of moving to Korea hit me.… Continue reading "When Culture Gets Too Close For Comfort"