The new year

Page 353 200 grams Literature of Wars The matter was innocent enough at first, in the dance hall that was nothing more than a shed built among the ruined buildings in Seoul, and its lights were bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling, and the seats lined up around the walls, and there was a broken piano emitting rock and roll tunes. Everyone was busy dancing, and each man in uniform with a slim Korean girl, most of them wearing liberated Western outfits, but some wearing wide skirts and short vests from their local culture. He threw himself onto a seat that night, telling himself he would just watch. It was the last time he danced during his honeymoon, with Laura, his partner, in his arms, and they were closer to each other than ever before. From the novel