I simply wanted to remain in Seoul. This city often makes me lonely, yet somehow that no longer mattered. In Seoul, I always want to become someone else. A calligrapher carefully writing names onto a Chanel invitation. Isabel from Hello Franceska. A gentleman, somehow. I want to move through the world wearing beautiful clothes and holding onto beautiful thoughts. Perhaps true beauty is not about outrunning speed, but about never losing your own sense of time within it. Even the façade of the 63 Building, no longer the tallest, no longer seemed sad to me anymore.