#159
Kwon Il-taek was dead. Just a week ago, the hale and hearty, ordinary seventy-year-old man...
The Crippled Journey
#158
All Lee Hyun-joon got from going all the way to Chungju was the fact that...
#157
“It’s heavy.” Tae-heun snapped out of it at Man’s grumbling. “How much could I possibly...
#156
They lay side-by-side, staring at the ceiling, catching their breath. Their lips and genitals stung...
#155
While the man was showering, Tae-heun informed the Helper that he had arrived at the...
#154
It was obvious. Tae-heun had described Kwon Yong-joon that way. Tae-heun had told Prosecutor Jeong...
#153
Midnight was fast approaching. Life is a traveler’s path, where do we come from, where...
#152
Tae-heun, feigning surprise, quickly scooped up water from the sink and handed it to Park...
#151
We feasted properly on army stew and even hamburgers. “Fucking delicious, right?” “Yes. Fucking delicious.”...
#150
The directors’ reports continued. For over thirty minutes, it was nothing but useless drivel. They...