#79
A disjointed conversation began. The dry monsoon was the first topic to come up, followed...
The Crippled Journey
#78
Tae-heun happily devoured the duck. The already delicious duck stew tasted even better knowing the...
#77
Tae-heun, who had been lying on the sofa in the youth association office, suddenly sat...
#76
The two of them got back into the truck. The man who parked the truck...
#75
The phone rang loudly. Tae-heun, who had just taken a nap and was unlikely to...
#74
During the journey home, the man didn’t say a word about what he talked about...
#73
Even after arriving in front of Kwon Il-taek’s house, I couldn’t bring myself to wake...
#72
As Tae-heun took the tray to the counter, the round-faced bakery owner greeted them with...
#71
“No, what do you mean half a sack? Do you have any conscience? Hah, damn...
#70
From early morning, the sky was filled with dark clouds. The air was also quite...