The Wistful Voyage

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I The terraced hills of the Hamgyong province were stitched together by low stone walls, a patchwork of grey and brown under the flat, industrial sky of 1904, where the air smelled permanently of coal dust and wet clay. Mi-kyung Yoon stood at the edge of his workshop, a forty-two-year-old man whose lungs had long since surrendered to the silica of the glassblower’s trade, watching the ice on...

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