Accessible convenience is now pervasive in the modern metropolis, to the extent that chance has become harder to find.
Cold, hard light cuts through night street, striking and erasing color. Everything is rendered neutral in the florescent brightness of ubiquitous convenience. Stores littered across Seoul - on each block in multiples- equally unchanged they are, in accessible 24-hour instant communities. The new market for exchange, has conveniently supplanted diversity and repetitive expectation has stopped at just that- knowing exactly what you will find and what you get. That sweet, constant smell of preservative.
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