The Ichon Jungsan Model Apartment complex where I live is an old, low-rise apartment building by the Han River. After moving four times, I settled here. While walking around the neighborhood, I discover beings who have been pushed out and trampled underfoot. The neighborhood, where people gathered because they had nowhere else to go, has now become the most alienating place by the Han River. Where do the displaced go? I find a resemblance between them and myself.