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The intersection glowed in the fading pink light as the sun sank. The cat from across the street swished its tail. The restaurant waitress unfolded the sign. The bell rang. The door opened. Nobody entered.

The monotonous tik takking of the train over head shuddered past. The sun winked out. Sang Ho scanned the man’s strawberry milk across the counter. Beep.
The bell rang. The door opened. The man walked out.

The cat yawned and curled up on a jar lid. Sang Ho rubbed his eyes, and sighed. The green light of the convenience store sign hummed and glowed in the grey darkling dusk.
The intersection woke up.

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“-what you’re talking about is a pyroclastic flow, and it can go up to 700 kilometres per hr~” the droning of the lecture from the phone’s cracked screen filled the quiet store. Outside it started to rain. Sang Ho’s vision blurred and he jerked himself awake. His Physics final was on Friday. The bell rang. He stood up and bowed.
*Annyeonghasaeyo*

The rain dripped down the windows. A bloody faced samurai outside decapitated a Mongol with one swing of his sword. The Head screamed before disappearing in a puff of blue sparks that sizzled and smoked, along with his body. Sang Ho scanned 5 snickers bars, a packet of udon and a lighter.
It was 3am.
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