Dear Uncle Ji-ho,
Greetings from the southern edge of the country! I hope this letter finds you well up near the Chinese border. You won’t believe what I stumbled upon during my patrol the other day—it’s the Samsung North Korea headquarters! Yes, you read that right. And before you imagine some grand, shiny building full of gadgets, let me set the scene: it’s a tiny, rotted booth with a hand-painted "Samsung" sign nailed on top. I think even the booth looked embarrassed to be there.
There I was, standing in full uniform, staring at this booth, wondering if the universe was playing a joke on me. Could this really be where all our cutting-edge technology is coming from? Is this where our glorious leaders get their new smartphones? I half-expected someone to step out and offer me a Galaxy S from 2011.
The funniest part? I could swear there was a goat tied up behind the booth. Perhaps it’s their "head of security." I didn’t dare ask.
Anyway, I thought of you immediately. If you ever get tired of the quiet up north, maybe you could apply here for a job. I’m sure they’re hiring "top talent." Just don’t forget to bring your own hammer and nails—the booth might need some structural reinforcement.
Take care, and let me know if you’ve found anything as ridiculous on your side of the country. I miss our chats over rice wine.
Your nephew,
Min-soo