The classic movie, which I tried to refresh myself as if I were watching a documentary film, embarrassed me with its unexpected seriousness, which is a little unfair and unpleasant.
Even so, it is as thrilling as a sip of beer to see the development of Seoul, which seems to be just stretching, but there is also a faint hope that it would have been if it had stopped at an ancient time, and the irreversible scenery of the 1980s and the natural beauty of senior actors.
But why are there so many inns in Seoul then and now? Are we eternal travelers who are still wandering around because we can't find a place to rest?
