IN 1976 A MAN WAS SHOT DEAD IN BELFAST BY A MINOR REPUBLICAN PARAMILITARY THAT CLAIMED RESPONSIBILITY FOR ONLY ONE OTHER ATTACK ... HIS WOUNDS HAVE NEVER STOPPED BLEEDING ... THE BODY HAS BEEN KEPT BY MI5 AND IF YOU HAVE EVER HAD A BLOOD TRANSFUSION IN THE U.K HE WAS THE DONOR
The night I was conceived, the boundaries between my parents dissolved entirely. It was like they were one body, penetrating itself over and over again. As a duet, they performed but a single song: me. 30 years later, this song now sings itself, a testament to love's verity.
>be 28 year old Korean office drone
>graduated from "Who?" University, missed SKY by 2 Suneung points
>chaebol said "no thanks," now at SME making ramen wages
>sunbae makes me pour his soju with a 45-degree bow during hweshik
>plastic surgeon says my jawline is "failure-coded"
>drop 8 months salary on new chin for better "specs"
>dating app girl asks which Gangnam complex I own
>tell her it's a "villa" (glorified closet with mold)
>unmatched faster than my sunbae blocks promotions
>mom calls: "just borrow $500k from family for deposit!"
>become N-Po: no marriage, no kids, no dignity
>but bought a Chanel bag on 12-month credit for flexxing
>boss calls mandatory hweshik at 11pm
>it's my birthday
>sunbae makes me sing solo karaoke until 2am
>stumble home, look in mirror
>my chin could cut glass
>too bad it's the only asset I own
>everything else is debt and soju fumes