Strawberries, Cigarettes and Soulmates
There is a restlessness that rattles in Lisa's ribcage and it keeps her from falling asleep. It's 12:34 am, and the most of Seoul is already sleeping quietly. Lisa sneaks out for a smoke, thinks of how she's fine growing old and loving only her cats. Rosie catches her. --- This is for Yen, my little lurker. I love you...