Busan: 2014

I woke up in a PC stall on the first day of January. Apparently I had been incapacitated the night before from a drunken stupor. I have no recollection of what had happened the night before, only that Rina and who I believe is Mischa brought me in there to rest. Atrocious.
 
Back to reality. New year, new melancholy.
 
What can I do now in this city? I only have two weeks remaining. Mioseon feels so far away.

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