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I’m tempted, right, but nah, I’m a coward. “Can’t we just talk?” I ask, like a prat. She laughs, “Talk’s extra, you wanker!” Fair play, she’s got bills. Made me happy, her sass—hate them mopey types. But angry too—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s a shithole. Exaggerating? Maybe, but feels like *Yi Yi*’s “We’re all alone” vibe. Deep, innit?

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Then, I head to the coffee shop on Sinpo-dong. Best coffee in Incheon, no cap. I order my usual – a caramel macchiato. But guess what? They’re out of caramel! Like, how do you run out of caramel? I’m standing there, all wide-eyed, like, “What do you mean?” The barista just shrugs. I’m like, “Fine, just give me a black coffee.” Bitter like my mood.

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