In a remote place isolated from civilization,
there was a scrap pile, a totally different world.
The scrap people who lived here
placed scrap piles on their heads.
The people here, who thought "I want to live a different life than others",
started to place on their heads scrap iron, saplings, things thrown away by people.
With self admiration-"It just looks like a flower blooming!"
they started to call themselves "scrap bloom"s.
A very special gift for my best friend and mentor HJMT, you can check out his story here(Korean):
https://www.grafolio.com/story/36652
With love,
bisu 2019.05.03.