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The June 25th War is a scar that cannot be washed away, remaining deep in our hearts.
In that era of chaos, those who had hidden themselves in the nameless city to escape the war lived in a paradox under the shadow of that tragedy, wishing they had become another victim of the war instead. Misfortune rushed in all at once and settled on their lives like a heavy load.
Then one day, a worn and shabby labor office appeared in the heart of the city. It connected people with hard, grueling work. Those who walked in carrying gloomy shadows would leave with nothing but exhaustion.
But as time passed, smiles slowly began to bloom on people's faces. What kind of miracle had occurred? Or had they simply lost their minds? For those who had fled from the darkness of war, the labor office had become more than a means of survival. It had become a gathering place where lost warmth could be found again.
Those who had once walked in alone and abandoned found themselves making friends, falling in love, and even experiencing the astonishing miracle of reuniting with family scattered by the war. And so the labor office moved beyond being a symbol of survival, taking its place as a turning point in people's lives and a messenger of hope, drawing more and more footsteps with each passing day.
If someday you find yourself consumed by darkness, tired from loneliness, with misfortune coming at you all at once, try knocking on that old door. There, you may find the smile you had lost, a warm embrace, and perhaps a chance for a new beginning.