el cielo nublado
se supone que es mayo. se supone que hay sol y todo eso.
the problem is not that we don’t know the shit. you know the shit, i know the shit. the issue here is, how are we going to describe the shit?
oh shit.
Sorry, but you’re not my type: Pity the poor South Korean man who is blood type B, pegged by pop culture as a selfish, mercurial cad.
Jon Herskovitz, Reuters.
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April 19, 2005 Tuesday. Toronto Edition
SEOUL - Lee Sung-san is a 24-year-old South Korean student looking for love and hoping the women he is wooing don’t ask for his blood type.
Genetics and pop culture have teamed up to make Mr. Lee’s love life miserable. He is blood type B, which nudges him near to the nadir of the dating scene in South Korea.
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