Travelling? Or living somewhere for a while? It's kind of confusing.

At some point, that new town where you couldn't find your way to the laundromat despite excellent directions becomes a town where you're staying for a while. You've pushed against the edges of the town: north, south, east, west.

You freaked them out a little bit in the villages and fields. That's okay. They must learn just like those farmers in the Pyeongtaek rice fields back in the day. The old bald foreigner? Pay him no mind. He means no harm. He just walks around--slowly, with his damaged foot--examining damn near anything and everything. 

Don't ask him where he's going. He doesn't know. He just keeps taking small roads through the forest until he gets lost enough. Then he finally gives up and heads in the direction of town.

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