My wife and I did not live in that house for long. In the end, I gave in to my wife’s nagging and moved us to an ‘officetel’ — an apartment in a high-rise, mixed-use building that was all the rage in Gangnam at the time. Our marriage gradually worsened beyond the point of recovery. As my wife started spending more and more time with our daughter, I decided to move to a townhouse instead. Those high-rise officetels never did sit right with me. I’m not crazy about this current house either. Nowadays, my only pleasure is poring over online maps for new plots of land and imagining the kind of house I would build. But I have no family to live in that house with me.
And so there I stood, in the middle of the sidewalk in what was once Moon Hollow, like a man who’d lost his way.
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