World-travelling reporter and adventuress
Famous writer for the New Yorker. Hahn earned a degree in Mining Engineering, travelled the world, lived in the Congo, worked for the Red Cross, crossed Central Africa alone on foot … and then she turned thirty.
Hahn has recently taken a residence in the Red Light District of Shanghai. She smokes cigars and opium, sleeps with whoever the hell she wants, and is generally awesome.
The gibbon is named Mister Mills. He wears suits and accompanies her everywhere.
(NOTE: Hahn actually arrived in Shanghai in 1934. But, c’mon. You can’t do Shanghai without her.)