On that beautiful afternoon in 1979, the sunshine, wildflowers, singing and laughter, and she packed 1,000 mints a day in the factory, all of which seemed to herald the beginning of a beautiful life, but she was torn apart by a gunshot in May 1980. It was broken into pieces, scattered as the green plastic cups supplied by the small restaurant we met in 1984, the green "forget-me-not" light sign in the night rain in Gunsan City in 1987, and a mint candy handed to the mouth after a weary affair in 1994, embellished with in his broken life.
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