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Freedom Dog

We stopped for lunch just outside of the Joint Security Area, in the poetically named Hope for Reunification Village. The village consists of about five buildings, including a very stocked trinket and gift shop and some of the nicest bathrooms in the Orient. While the beef jerky I bought was essentially inedible, I was fortunate to find someone with less discriminating tastes with whom to share it.

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