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at the corner of a small alley in itaewon lies a bar. it’s not a bar, exactly, somewhere between a bar and a cafe. somewhere between a refuge and a home, where the man behind the counter pours you a melody into a coffee cup, a flute, a martini glass -
where the man behind the counter looks at you with kind eyes and a dimple etched into his cheek, telling you to sit down at the bar stool and tell him your story. and then he listens, in the way that makes you feel like that’s the first time someone’s ever heard your heart speak.
the bar is called ‘mono’, a little haven where time stops, and where, for the first time, you feel like you’re just doing just one thing. your mind stops buzzing, your heart stops racing. you’re just… being.