I told Chat GPT to rewrite my Seoul post , in the style of my old Hyperwest blog /voice circa 2000-2010. And look at this beauty. Way better than my actual post right?! We stayed above a subway station named after a bridge we didn’t know was famous. People kept taking photos on it. Once, a small crew set up lights in the middle of the day, like they were filming something no one had told us about. I liked that it stayed unnamed for most of our trip. I liked that the bridge just got to be a bridge. The apartment was larger than we expected—two floors, rooftop access, more space than we knew what to do with. For two weeks it held us, gave our mornings shape. I spent the first few days trying to memorize the view from the windows, like that would help me understand the city better. It didn’t. Seoul was quieter than I’d expected. Or maybe it was just us who were quiet. We’d go out for hours and come back sore, scattered, slightly too full. The streets moved fast but weren’t overwhelming. T...