In the 34th hour of 36 hours of Typhoon Hinnamnor's rain in Gangneung, I had to brave the wind-driven rain. Thought I turned completely rice, did you? Never. Corn Boy needs his corn bread. Never forget where you come from.
I had to go to three stores: first 7-11, a GS25, and finally a second 7-11, but find my corn bread, I did. Nobody gets between Corn Boy and his Corn Bread, not even Typhoon Hinnamnor.
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