Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.

Abraham Kim last shared their writing names
He still tried to remember their name though. If he'd see them again for whatever reason in the hall he would say hi to them and if he remembered, then their name. This is something one of his bosses had stressed: the importance of one's name.

 He had thought names...
Abraham's Pantry
🧇 58 Waffles
🍫 58 Chocolate Bars
🍪 48 Cookies
🥃 43 Whiskeys
🍊 37 Tangerines
☕️ 64 Coffees
🍺 58 Beers
🥟 58 Dumplings
🍍 57 Pineapples
🍵 47 Teas
🍣 56 Sushis
🥓 49 Bacons
🥚 46 Eggs
🥩 44 Steaks
🍓 55 Strawberries
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Streak City
The late afternoon crowd

Chewed up Pork Knuckle inside their bellies and a new round of beer on tabletop, you could now look around The Boar Hall and see the dinner crowd start to fill in.

The late afternoon folk, the early drinkers, cast an entirely different atmosphere than those who had made dinner plans....
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2021-04-05 16:03:16

Streak City
Pork Knuckle

They arrived at a place called The Boar Hall. It was too late for lunch, but a bit too early for dinner. 

A waitress placed two beers in front of J and Berkan immediately after the two sat down. Five minutes later when their beers were nearly empty a different waitress...
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2021-04-04 15:09:42

Streak City
Two writers head to dinner

Inside room 217 was a young man standing barefoot on his bed while spinning a towel in the air.

"Oh hello."

He got down from the bed and came over to shake J's hand.

"My name is Berkan."

"Hi, Berkan. I'm J."

"J? Hmmm. An interesting name. Where are you from, J?"

"Nowhere."

"Ha! Well we must...
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2021-04-04 03:20:20

H1-B
The Importance of Meals -- pt 2

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   Elementary School
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I heard two phrases nearly every meal during this phase of life. 

Scrape your bowl clean.

Eventually I'd learn to not leave a single grain of rice in my bowl. I'd learn to leave not a drop of deanjjang chigae. But until then I kept being told to scrape my...
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2021-04-02 22:33:59

H1-B
The Importance of Meals -- pt 1

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   Elementary School
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My mom had to drag me away for meals. I would either be playing outside with the neighborhood kids or inside glued to a videogame. Whatever had my attention, it pained me to step away for something as trivial as a meal.

I couldn't understand the adult world's fixation...
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2021-04-01 13:48:06

Implicit vs Explicit beliefs on importance

Whatever it is, if I'm doing it, then some part of me believes that it's the most important thing I could be doing at that moment.

Often it's something obviously unimportant. Like scrolling Twitter yet again.

In such moments there's a dissonance. A part of me implicitly believes that rest and...
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2021-03-31 12:26:38

H1-B
What it takes to get into heaven

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   Elementary School
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My mom taught me to pray before each meal. I even believed that you would go to hell if you forgot or neglected enough times. Whenever I'd skip a prayer my brain would begin racing to remember the last time and calculating my running ratio. Most times my...
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2021-03-31 00:43:10

H1-B
A booster pack of Pokemon Cards

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   Elementary School
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My introduction to Pokemon Cards was a booster pack from my friend Eunchan. 

"Let's play." he had said.

"Okay." 

We left my parents' apartment. I followed him thinking we would be playing outside. But instead of running to the playground or to get our bikes we walked slowly. Eunchan caressed this...
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2021-03-29 14:00:15

Documenting Adagia
Ever think of writing a memoir?

When two of my friends lost their dad last year, the obituary left an impression on me. I was struck by how poorly obituaries capture a someone's essence. I never felt like I was reading about my friends' dad. What I read felt more like an official PR statement.

This...
2021-03-29 00:26:34

Streak City
Boarding House

J dropped the empty coffee cup into the waste basket at the front of the Boarding House's lobby. There was mid twenty year old girl in a pink blouse welcoming him. 

"You must be J."

"That's me."

"Come with me, I'll show you around." She got up and then said in a louder...
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2021-03-28 02:48:21