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Three for the Road

Three for the Road By Kwon Yeo-sun Translated by Ann Meejung Kim hey had agreed to meet at the public parking lot at nine T o’clock, but only at five minutes past did Kyu call Hun, saying they should push back the departure to ten minutes later. It was quite chilly, so Hun headed into the coe ff ehouse next to the parking lot. Sipping a hot cup of awful coe ff e, he stared absentmindedly at the parking lot embankment out of a large windowpane. e g Th rey stones making up the embankment were remarkably identical, as if they had been rolled off a production line. But even aside from their size, something about the pattern on the surfaces struck him as weird and disproportionate. There were two lines running parallel to each other in an oblique vertical direction, with a small square placed on the left and an elongated oval on the right. Not just one but dozens of such ugly stones—each bearing a crude pattern worse than a child’s doodle—made up the embankment, one stacked on top of another. The coe ff e tasted even worse as it cooled, and suddenly it occurred to Hun how peculiar Kyu’s phrasing http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Azalea: Journal of Korean Literature & Culture University of Hawai'I Press

Three for the Road

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University of Hawai'I Press
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1939-6120
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1944-6500
DOI
10.1353/aza.2022.0012
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By Kwon Yeo-sun Translated by Ann Meejung Kim hey had agreed to meet at the public parking lot at nine T o’clock, but only at five minutes past did Kyu call Hun, saying they should push back the departure to ten minutes later. It was quite chilly, so Hun headed into the coe ff ehouse next to the parking lot. Sipping a hot cup of awful coe ff e, he stared absentmindedly at the parking lot embankment out of a large windowpane. e g Th rey stones making up the embankment were remarkably identical, as if they had been rolled off a production line. But even aside from their size, something about the pattern on the surfaces struck him as weird and disproportionate. There were two lines running parallel to each other in an oblique vertical direction, with a small square placed on the left and an elongated oval on the right. Not just one but dozens of such ugly stones—each bearing a crude pattern worse than a child’s doodle—made up the embankment, one stacked on top of another. The coe ff e tasted even worse as it cooled, and suddenly it occurred to Hun how peculiar Kyu’s phrasing

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

Published: Jul 14, 2022

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