The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The transfer form sat on Chief Park’s desk, unsigned, while Min-jun Hong watched the dust motes settle in the slant of afternoon light. He was forty years old. His lungs rattled like loose change in a tin can. He wanted out of Haeundae, out of the damp that ate at his bones, but Park only tapped the paper with a yellowed fingernail. "You know the men here," Park said. "The network. If you go to...

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