My first name is Sori. It means "sound" or "voice" in Korean. It sounds like the English word "sorry". My voice drowns out my mother's. The words I spat out right after my grandpa's funeral tormented her. The violence in my voice disregards her grief and sorrow. I justify that violence. But I want to hide. I call back the words I hurled at my mother and press them onto my face.

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Just 0.2 seconds after a sound wave reaches the cochlea, the brain interprets the vibrations as a sound with unique qualities of distance, direction and speed. The emotions and meanings we attach to each sound are subjective. 　　Hyejin Jung realized this when she started hearing a constant buzzing in her right ear. Her doctor's explanation was that her ear was becoming a machine. While at the hospital she met Somchai, a construction worker with the same complaint, and they started to compare the ways their bodies sound on the inside. 　　In this fusion of medical reporting, societal reflection, soundscape, and personal poetic self-examination Jung reveals through image and sound just how thin the dividing line is between sound and noise. Going beyond her own, individual experience—which ranges from mind-blowing to claustrophobic—she argues that the powers that be regard the voices of marginalized people (who often perform work that causes hearing damage) as noise, and combat it as such.

Yoon-ju, who works for a brand-naming company, gains trust and favor from colleagues with a cool and lively personality.

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Yoon-ju, who works for a brand-naming company, gains trust and favor from colleagues with a cool and lively personality.

A human carelessly throws a stone and kills a frog, but then the frog returns to life and takes revenge on the human.