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- Russless
- I enjoy one-on-one conversations, but if you don't keep up I will either give you too much information, or stare into space.
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- Montreal vs. Toronto meets AsiaA week after his pl...
- Alex's adventures in fitnesssSomewhere along the w...
- Don't mind me, just hanging out with some friends.
- Coex AquariumIt started with the shark teeth. We w...
- Dinner with the devilOutside the department store ...
- Power of PurityThe second we stepped out of the su...
- Stream survivorsAs the story goes, Rome was not bu...
- The Buddhists and the rubbing bellyWhen we saw a f...
- Peace signs in Tapgol ParkTake a step in Seoul and...
- Pieces of PaulWe stamped up our subway passes and ...
- Chicken, couture, culture//sans chopsticksFor his ...
- Don't bother me, I'm sleeping in Seoul.
- Potato pizza keeps me going.
- Old things//new placeI drew the short straw. They ...
- Culture of cutenessNo, these aren't my students. J...
- Morning glory//raining storyThe smoking section of...
- If there are vegetarians in this country, they can...
- On the slipper, city slickerSometime in those teen...
- Context, subtitles, and confusing Korean artThe fi...
- Changdeok PalaceWe set out to find a strip of art ...
- On growing up and shrinking downHe came from a tow...
- All the pretty kittensShe holds three fingers up t...
- Pick a song//nari bangTwo days later the ears are ...
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