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Words like “bankruptcy,” “foreclosure,” and “layoff” jumped out at him. Walking through the snowy streets, he muttered: 'It’s not like people don’t need homes… So why is my work always so unstable?' Jesus and Santa appearing...

at me with a kind of sadness. I now had my back flat against the wall, and light was streaming over my forehead. He muttered a few words I didn’t catch and abruptly asked if he could embrace me. “No,” I said. He turned and walked over...

he got off. A path with melted snow appeared on the mountain path. Watching the path from afar, Namryun, the monk, muttered as he climbed. He said he had fallen and his foot had been cut off. As I climbed, I saw Seokdaeam Hermitage, and...

나무는 지루하다는 듯 중얼거렸어요. 이미 수없이 방해받은 적이 있다는 듯한 목소리였어요. “You again…” it muttered, sounding bored—as if it had been disturbed countless times. 저는好奇심에 물었어요. “왜 여기서 자라요? 왜 다른 나무들...