Fighter jets continuously roaring past the roof of my home make me nervous, I don't like the occasionally whistling sound that follows them, whether real or imagined is irrelevant, the fear it instills is real. The complacency and utter disinterest of the Korean locals in the matter only cements this fear deeper inside of me.
Invariably the jets fly east, or north east. They come and go from a near by airfield and whilst I'm sure they're harmless, their very existence is a blatant reminder of the tensions between North and South. Though no shots are fired, this is still very much a country locked in a prolonged state of war.
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