Every Saturday I make two trips to Cheongdam dong in southern Seoul to teach four hours of English to some members of a family I’ve known for several years. Sometimes I arrive early and wander aimlessly around the neighborhood to kill time. It was on one of those days that I strolled down a narrow street and found something I’d never seen before.
Is this odd contraption I found on a balcony the result of someone phoning home?
I’m guessing it’s some sort of scrap metal art, though I’m tempted to knock on the door and ask what it’s all about. It’s certainly unique and not something I would ever expect to find in that particular neighborhood.
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