Story
Early morning. A narrow Korean street, shops just opening. Minji's kiosk is small, warm-lit, slightly cluttered but alive. Steam rising from the coffee machine. She's arranging things her own way — papers stacked at an angle, snacks displayed with no obvious system. The street is quiet. This is her time.
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