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happened. Our eldest sister — the one who had insisted she would never speak — suddenly stepped forward, wiping tears away with a handkerchief. As she listened to her younger siblings’ stories, the emotions she had been holding...

staying The deep sadness disappears at the end Even the ones I named mine A life scattered like a cloud for a moment Wiping and stacking isn't a grab a daily life in which one looks at the flow quietly a thoughtless mind a bright road...

sweats profusely. Embracing a child like a soy-sauce bead, My pregnant sister-in-law, Sweating profusely, Is wiping the jars. The balsam fruits, Abundant at every joint, Seem about to pop and snap open any moment, Seeing how they have...

came to work. I will create results instead of political strife.” ​ Addressing recent controversies over “shaking hands and wiping hands” and using the term “oppa,” Ha acknowledged, “As a politician, I am a complete novice. I have...