Paul Yoon
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490 appearances
2 recordings
2 series
first heard Dec 2025
last heard 1 Jul
Paul Yoon’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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She was the first of many babies of my acquaintance to be named Isabella.
When Isabella was a few weeks old, Mandy read a newspaper article about two Swiss backpackers who had been picking fruit in southern New South Wales.
At the end of the harvest, these backpackers had left for Sydney.
They were planning to hitchhike and hadn't been heard from since.
Their names were Daniel and Sabina.
Mandy studied the photo of the couple in the newspaper.
Sabina didn't look like S, but she also didn't not look like S. Mandy showed the picture to Roy, who agreed that she might have been S. Every time I heard them tell the story, they always looked a little apologetic at this point, as if they knew that it would have been improved by a positive identification of S.
At first, Roy and Mandy ended their story here, with this slightly ambiguous thrill.
The story was enriched a few months later, however, when a pair of mushroom foragers found Daniel's and Sabina's bodies in Barrow State Forest.
They had been shot.
Daniel had also been stabbed.
Until then, I had never taken seriously the concept of evil.
It was too abstract, I thought, and too convenient.
Of course there was no power that moved in darkness through the world, recruiting some people and striking others.
But I remember watching the news that day.
The screen showed police tape across a bush track, officers walking with black Labradors, helicopters hovering above treetops.
Nothing overtly frightening, but all of it was terrible.
The tautness of the tape, the business-like trot of the dogs, the way the crowns of the trees thrashed with the force of the helicopter blades.
I felt the presence of something then quite suddenly in my stomach and at the roots of my hair.
I watched the helicopters rise from the treetops as if hauling a vast net full of some heavy, invisible substance that seemed to want to drag them back down.
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