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아버지가 이렇게 말한 적이 있어요. "너는 엄마 아들이 될 수도 있고 아빠 아들이 될 수도 있어.

하지만 둘 다 될 순 없단다." Physical exhaustion inevitably invites nonsensical dreams.

In the hallucination of a nap taken after an all-nighter, pitch-black clouds were darting around, pouring down rain. It felt like a localized downpour, hitting only specific spots.

The backdrop resembled Twin Tower A where I had worked yesterday. Startled by the ink-black clouds, a middle-aged woman fled, only to tumble backward.

I rushed over to check on her. She s...