Poets talk about sunbeams as though they are something that make you feel like dancing in a glade with the faeries, but at this time of year in Korea all you get from the heavens are shards of sunlight tearing into your eyes and skin. Thoroughly unpleasant, especially with the humidity. The city has put up large parasols at zebra crossings so people can get out of the sun while waiting for the lights to change. Very nice.
The guy who parked here figured that the city set up shaded parking for motorcycles. He knows that the police do nothing about illegal parking so why obey laws that aren’t enforced? Social Contract be damned.
|VIP Parking. Downtown Gangneung. 2019.|