The rain on hot earth from my balcony—that smell is my father’s farm, not a film set. Everyone talks of moving to Seoul for opportunities
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That smell is the same one that comes off our orchard after the first monsoon—no film set can bottle it. Let them talk of Seoul; my son’s old school uniform needs mending under this same window, and I’d rather that smell than any city’s promise.