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If We Cannot Travel at the Speed of Light

If We Cannot Travel at the Speed of Light If We Cannot Travel at t he Speed of Light By Kim Choyeop Translated by Eunsol Kim he old woman was already in the waiting room, sitting T opposite the entrance and next to the window. The man saw her from the back as she stared out beyond the station. As he was contemplating whether to make himself known to avoid alarming her, she turned and glanced at him. He greeted her with a noncommittal nod and she responded with a smile, then turned back to the window. Is she going to ignore me? Just as bae ffl ment was about to wash over him, she struck up a conversation. “My apologies, but orange juice is all we have. If I’m to follow the advice of the medical examination device, I mustn’t consume any more cae ff ine.” Noting the man’s uncomprehending gaze, she held up a small carton of orange juice. “Would you like some?” “No thank you,” the man replied with an indulgent smile. “I’ve been put on a low-sugar diet.” e o Th ld woman shrugged. “I have some sugar-free juice on my private spaceship, though you might find it quite horrible.” e ma Th n’s http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture University of Hawai'I Press

If We Cannot Travel at the Speed of Light

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University of Hawai'I Press
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1939-6120
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1944-6500
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10.1353/aza.2022.0013
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If We Cannot Travel at t he Speed of Light By Kim Choyeop Translated by Eunsol Kim he old woman was already in the waiting room, sitting T opposite the entrance and next to the window. The man saw her from the back as she stared out beyond the station. As he was contemplating whether to make himself known to avoid alarming her, she turned and glanced at him. He greeted her with a noncommittal nod and she responded with a smile, then turned back to the window. Is she going to ignore me? Just as bae ffl ment was about to wash over him, she struck up a conversation. “My apologies, but orange juice is all we have. If I’m to follow the advice of the medical examination device, I mustn’t consume any more cae ff ine.” Noting the man’s uncomprehending gaze, she held up a small carton of orange juice. “Would you like some?” “No thank you,” the man replied with an indulgent smile. “I’ve been put on a low-sugar diet.” e o Th ld woman shrugged. “I have some sugar-free juice on my private spaceship, though you might find it quite horrible.” e ma Th n’s

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Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture – University of Hawai'I Press

Published: Jul 14, 2022

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