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Seoul, Korea, 2009 Park Chun Hei’s hands are shaking. Her hands curled into fists in an attempt to stop the shaking, but it didn’t help much. She swallowed her dread. It settled into the pit of her stomach. ‘I can do this’, she thought. She inhales, then exhales, clearing her head. It helped a bit. ‘Calm down. Don’t be nervous. He’s not inside. He’s out drinking, or gambling, or who knows what else’, her mind tried to rationalize with her. She closes her eyes. “Here goes nothing”, she whispers. One of her hands finds the handle of the door. She tightens her grip, and then s