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She is a woman who faces despair as crushing as death with quiet, unflinching dignity. On a bitterly cold night in a sleepy rural village, with the wind cutting at her cheeks and toes and not a car in earshot, Cha O-reum clenches her teeth and weeps silently inside a phone booth. After crying herself out alone in the dark for what feels like forever, she finally picks up the phone and calls her mother — the one who left.
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