I hurried to the refrigerated shelf, my hands moving quickly as I picked up a doshirak and then a triangle kimbap, turning each one over to check its expiration date.
Most kimbap had a shelf life of thirty-six to forty-eight hours. The doshirak would be much the same.
But strangely, most of the dates were wrong. Many were set for three or more days from now, while others were smudged into an unreadable blur of ink.
Patiently, quietly, I
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