The Wistful Skyline

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Do you remember the weight of a last, the child-size one, the wood worn smooth by a cobbler’s thumb? I held it in my pocket that morning, a small, hard thing against my hip, as I climbed the wet stairs to the Imperial Audit Bureau. The snow was heavy, too wet for the lines, clumping on the cobblestones of Seoul’s hillside neighborhoods, turning the rocks into slick, treacherous mirrors. I was...

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