Saterday morning I was watching television… I could not understand why the same image was on the screen… of the former president Roh walking in front of bunch of journalists… the loop image of his face contained a restrained sadness and another feeling I could not describe… then I understood on another channel the news that he commited suicide in the mountains…
Since Sunday, the city center is sieged by police and mourners… it is a strange atmosphere… like a silent chaos… that can break from one moment to another