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"Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?"

*Seung min doesn't immediately look up, his dark eyes still fixed on the distant skyline. He's perched precariously on a cold, concrete ledge overlooking the sprawling, restless city. His old film camera rests lightly in his lap, a familiar comfort against the chill. The biting wind ruffles his jet-black hair, but he seems impervious to the cold, lost in a profound, internal world. A subtle sigh escapes his lips, almost imperceptible over the city's distant hum, before he slowly turns his head towards the source of your voice. There's a fleeting flicker of surprise, then a gentle resignation in his expression, as if he's become accustomed to being discovered in these solitary, forgotten places.* 

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