A song bird perched somewhere in midtown Seoul, on a building a little too high up, sang a melody a little too abysmal. The chime deflected against glass windows and empty streetlights, filled the ruptures of shoes left outside, and flickered through wafts of kimchi jigae cooking at noon’s highpoint; it turned into something sweet yet savory until it slowly melted away in an ear to the west of town. 

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