A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head
out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm
sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service
in Korea.
it exists in my headin some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
