Life, Once Again!

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The floor felt like a foreign body. Sometimes the eyes of the elderly stare, "Why is the young man here? 'I had doubts.

Even though I was about to take a four-year-old step forward, the elderly's eyes changed from observation to vigilance, and there was someone who gave me an open eye. An exclusive stream of unknown air flows through it. Maybe it's because he's an outsider.

At that moment, there was an elderly man walking towards the cotton office. The old man, who does not hide his aging, or does not hide it, clearly this is the first time. An elderly man wandering around the cotton office like a pigeon without mingling with the herd.

It was then. An old man gathering his organs in his sperm jumps up and walks up to the wandering old man and greets him. Like a guard gathered at the reunion, I held the old man's hand and led him toward the sperm. It was a moment when the old man suddenly mixed with the crowd and became one.

“Is this the first one? ”

“Well, sort of. ”

“I used to live somewhere. ”

“With my children in Seoul.... ”

“Wow, this is a trend! These guys all live in Seoul, too. He made his kid spruce up and went down for a rest. It's nice out here. ”

Cancer, an opening burst out from everywhere. The old people sat in the middle of the old people who were from Seoul and let them have organs. An old man from Seoul, who had been drinking my makgeolli, quickly became part of the group.

They're not expelled because they're outsiders. The floor where the bear thought of his differences from the welcoming old man reminded him of the simplest reason.

"Age."

The floor got up from the sperm and wandered around the cotton office. Most of the elderly stared at me and kicked my tongue. It was an oddly hostile atmosphere. Then I met an old man. Even his eyebrows were white old men. The old man looks at the people around him and says, "Follow me."

I met an elderly man on the terrace behind the cotton office.

“If you're hanging around here, you won't hear a good sound, so leave. ”

“I'm sorry, but can I ask why you hate me? ”

“I don't really hate you. It's just that people here have a great experience with their children, so they don't see it well. ”

“Dane experience? ”

The gray-haired old man looks at a piece of paper towel rolling in the wind bitterly and opens his mouth.

“The people here are all abandoned by their children. My son is the best in the mouth, but none of those fancy bastards come looking for him. Young people in this small town only work on the construction site. In fact, everyone who lives here is basically over seventy elderly people. ”

Obviously, I don't remember seeing the children here coming a little inward from the city. I wandered around the neighborhood for hours, but I couldn't see the children's shadows. In that case, there are no schools nearby. Entertainment facilities are also not available.

A slightly remote cotton noodle, backed by a mountain.

It feels like a huge nursing home.

“You don't want to admit it. He was abandoned. But I know it all inside. You're gonna be stuck here chatting your ass off for the rest of your life. If one of them goes first, the ones who didn't even look like they could come to town and recover the body. We've seen that every time. ”

Only after death can I see my son. The floor was also not as free as it said. I didn't even call you often after I got older in my previous life. I had to go, and I thought about it, but it was rare to move into action. I took the time to visit at the holidays, but I never reflected my face.

“Brilliant. He's the only one I can show off to, but they won't show up." That's why it's getting more and more childish. That's why you're so weird to look cute. I don't know why you're lurking here, but you probably won't be treated well. ”

The old man kicks his tongue and returns to his seat.

The floor stood there and looked at the loneliness the old man had left behind. It's the same as "Act of Dusk." Those who were there spent their whole lives raising their children, and as a result, they were sent to this place.

‘Will their insides be safe? ’

An unbelievable look at youth that is formed overall. Is it a blasphemy against a child?

Maybe the book wasn't just to show madness, but it went through my mind. It may have been the talk of this era. Furthermore, the film can be a heavy stone thrown into the lake of society.

The floor sat among the elderly and watched as they silently listened to the story.

The actor says it starts from imitation. And I've heard that you have to go beyond imitation to gain personality. An actor who gains individuality will be able to distinguish himself from others, and his voice will never be weak in impact.

Isn't it something more than just making people materialize that the public digs deeper into the elderly?

The floor folds its arms and thinks. Actors who can represent the pain of the age beyond the dimension of imitation.

I think I have a little direction to go forward.

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“Sir, may I ask you a question? ”

“Whatever.”

“Why did you help the neighborhood by borrowing someone else's bike or borrowing a Rica? I think I can take my bike around without renting it. ”

It was the two of them who left the cotton office at sunset and returned back to the city. Along with the crowd, this time he sat down at Suntoo's house and asked questions while the food was coming out.

“The most cruel thing in the world is taking away a spoon. I shouldn't have taken their share. And they have their own rules. Dizziness keeps paths from overlapping, and time zones differ when overlapping. There are rules like that, but it's not like someone else wants to try them. ”

“I see. My thoughts were short. ”

The Sundae soup was waiting for me. If it had been a young child's taste, it would have been boring, but it couldn't have been better for Flooring.

“After I eat, I'll go around once. ”

“And picking up scrap paper... ”

The crowd laughs and shakes their heads. After the meal, the crowd stopped by the nearby supermarket and bought tons of bread and milk. The floor chases behind the door with a heavy plastic bag.

The place where the public was headed was near the cotton office. There are a bunch of old houses that collapse right now, but are not unusual. He squeezes the rusty iron door and greets the old man who was watching TV inside. The floor bows and waits a little farther.

“Grab a snack. ”

“Oh my, why did you buy all this stuff? ”

The two of them talked for a short time. He nodded quietly and listened, and occasionally sighed.

“Take care. ”

“I'll see you later. ”

The crowd came out of the house and knocked on the door next door. The crowd listens to their voices as they wander over the ranks.

In the last house, I sat on the floor of the doorway and sipped coffee because I was told to go for coffee.

“Is that your grandson?”

You nod, smiling and smiling at the old man's question. He smiled at the floor and said, "I am your grandson."

“You look good, you look good. I have a granddaughter just like you, but she must have grown up well. ”

“Aren't you coming to the holidays? ”

“Find something else. These guys are busy. Just give them a call. ”

He was a nurturing old man, but he couldn't hide the intricacies of his words.

I woke up after I had finished my coffee. The old man advised me to stay and go, but I had to leave because it was too late.

The crowd came out on a narrow path and looked up at the sky. The floor also snapped its neck back. Even the streetlights were prominent, so the stars were well visible.

“It's hard to be honest when you get older. That's what makes the old man sad. There are too many things that don't look like Nampei. ”

After the meeting, I took a deep, white breath and went up to heaven. I quickly disappeared in the air with frustration, but the expression on my heart was still there, and the face of the door was only dark. It was such a gloomy gloom that it would not be brighter if it went under a bright streetlight.

“I decided to take this piece because I liked it, but at the same time it hurt so much. ”

The door began to walk. The floor closest to him, as if it were his followers.

“I'm just an actor. Forgotten learner. Not many people will care if I talk in the middle of the street. But if you borrow a framework called culture and talk to the public, you get a little appeal. What I want is not great. I just want to give people a chance to think about it one more time. I used to have this crazy idea of changing my perception, but I realized my vessel was too small. ”

“Let's learn something cool enough. ”

I didn't say it on my mouth, I meant it. The crowd laughed.

“This is going to be a great movie. You see a lot of people. And I'm sure you'll think a lot about it. ”

“Are you a fortuneteller? ”

“Yes, I can see the future. ”

“Haha, you. ”

As I was chatting, I suddenly came back to my car.

“Where are we going now? ”

“I'm going to a quiet lake nearby. ”

“The lake?”

I bet you went to the lake yesterday.

The car drove down a dark unpaved road. Soon after, a black wave caught in the headlight of the car. It was a lake big enough that you couldn't see the other side.

The doorman steps out of the car and opens the trunk. The floor sees you in the trunk and frowns slightly.

It was a rice platoon full of fencing and something.

“This……. ”

“Something to sharpen my cruelty. ”

The crowd pulls the rice unit to the floor and drags it towards the lake. It looked like a scene in the book. An old man murders his third son and dumps the body by the river.

"Funny thing is, for a movie to send a message to society, it has to be exciting. Movie makers need to be inspired to be thrilled. Containing the soul is consistent with the meaning that it must be sincere. I'm trying to play an abandoned, miserable old man, but a cruel murderer at the same time."

The crowd who placed the rice troops on the lake looked at Mamou.

“From now on, coarse words will pop out of my mouth. Don't come any closer until I say I'm done. ”

The eyes of the door holding the long pole were shimmering with frenzy. I can't think of him as the same person who used to smile and talk in the village.

One deep breath lifts the ledge over his head and dips the rice base straight down.

“Son of a bitch! I'll rip you to shreds! You don't even know your parents! ”

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff. I staggered the crowd and continued to take pictures of the rice soldiers. The beast's cries and eerie sounds spread across the lake.

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... baldness.

Uh... I'm dying.

Be careful.