The first video I posted yesterday was taken from my apartment window, at about 12:30am. As you could hear, some guy was yelling outside on the street below. This has been happening the past few nights, from about 11pm to 1am. Let's see what's going on tonight. I'm now going to stop writing, and take two minutes or so of video of what is happening at this moment. This is exciting.
Well, now we have a much clearer picture of who our perpetrator is. He seems to be selling something. You can see that he has a satchel slung over his shoulder, and toward the end of that video there appear to be two people buying whatever it is he has. The fact that people are buying stuff from him augurs ill for me, as it will only just encourage him to continue doing this.
I get why he's doing it here. There are a couple bars on my street, and a few restaurants that stay open late. One of those bars, as you can see, is directly across from my apartment, and is called Barnana. Or Banana Bar. Or Bar Banana. Or Bar Barnana. It actually does have all 4 of those variations written on it. I've never been there, because bars in this country that have windows blacked out or covered up tend to have reasons for doing so. They're often called businessman bars, I believe, and the multitude of them that exist indicate that Korean male chauvinism is alive and well. I'm sure that the deluge of banana imagery at this particular place is not extemporaneous.
In case you're wondering, yes, that knobhead is still yelling.
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