PCS
His love, to mountain
climb, mixes with a
fine sense of painting, knowledge
poetry
brings to his life. He
pulled out a
bag of “anti-salt:”
anti-soju, which I had
downed seven bottles and two
beers, believing the
cute red ovals to
be plum juice. As each
table went up to speak, I’d
rifle their
supply and down it
without a
ceremonial
pour. I barfed for a half hour
right next to the waiting bus,
thus delaying high
members of
the Southwest Development
Council, and
embarrassing my
brother-in-law for
the very
first time, two weeks into
stay. Thanks Park
for your art, moons and
mountains, curing salt.
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