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            <title>PAHO 67</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[The voice, drenched in hot breaths and murky groans, was languid. His face, which blatantly revealed a lust projected with wildness, was like that of a tyrant looking upon conquered lands. Na Taebeom, who had grabbed his slightly cooled penis, pressed the tip against the semen-stained face and rubbed it as if sliding it across. The penis slipped and slid on the cheek glistening…]]></description>

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            <description><![CDATA[Nam Gyeonhwa, who slowly raised his eyes to check the man’s face, did not seem particularly surprised. Perhaps it was because he had expected the man standing next to him to be Na Taebeom. Rather, the tension that had been oppressively constricting his throat until just a moment ago eased, and he could breathe steadily. “Aish, my back hurts like hell. Ugh, my side…]]></description>

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            <description><![CDATA[Na Taebeom stared intently at the training ground through the glass window. In the training ground, which seemed to reek of sweat just from looking at it, members in uniforms were busy flipping and throwing each other. “The basic training differs slightly for each unit. For the time being, member Nam Gyeonhwa will be training with the teams from the Special Operations Department.” Despite…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2026 16:12:43 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[As soon as Nam Gyeonhwa saw Na Taebeom grinning in front of the entryway, he pushed the doorknob he was holding forward. At his attempt to close the door, Na Taebeom forced the door wide open and pulled Nam Gyeonhwa. “You’re late. Very fucking late, at that.” “Then you must be late too, Mr. Director. Not even at work after ten.” “I know, right?…]]></description>

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            <title>PAHO 63</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2026 16:12:01 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[As soon as Nam Gyeonhwa saw Na Taebeom grinning in front of the entryway, he pushed the doorknob he was holding forward. At his attempt to close the door, Na Taebeom forced the door wide open and pulled Nam Gyeonhwa. “You’re late. Very fucking late, at that.” “Then you must be late too, Mr. Director. Not even at work after ten.” “I know, right?…]]></description>

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            <title>PAHO 62</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2026 16:10:36 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Contrary to Nam Gyeonhwa’s guess that they would go to a fine dining or specialty restaurant in downtown Seoul—somewhere to set the mood—the car arrived at a small restaurant district next to an underground alley. The sign, which simply had the two red characters for “Gomtang,” made the quiet and shabby surroundings stand out even more. “What’s wrong?” Won Hyeonseong, who had been naturally…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2026 16:06:52 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“This is the break room. As you can see, our center is quite a bit better than other logistics warehouses like the ones in Buk-dong or Seo-dong, so the workers are very satisfied. The water rates in the basement are quite expensive, but we’re providing bottled water for free.” The smiling work supervisor cocked a scowling eye at Nam Gyeonhwa, whom he’d made eye…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2026 16:05:50 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Nam Gyeonhwa pretended not to know and continued walking. Despite his quick pace, the presence, far from receding, grew closer. A shadow that had been in hot pursuit loomed over Nam Gyeonhwa’s shadow as he stopped in front of a fork in the road. Na Taebeom grabbed his forearm and spun Nam Gyeonhwa around. “Where are you going?” Nam Gyeonhwa silently stared at him…]]></description>

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            <pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2026 16:05:05 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[“Hyung-ah, there’s blood, blood on your face.” Turning pale at the sight of the blood that was not just soaking his white face but dripping down, Nam Haejin stammered. Confirming the drops of blood trickling down the side of his hand, Na Taebeom tore off some tissue paper from the dispenser on the wall and handed it to him. “Don’t press hard, just gently…]]></description>

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            <title>PAHO 58</title>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2026 16:04:23 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Since the smell wouldn&#8217;t go away with just the electric range hood, he turned the air purifier on to its maximum setting, and the acrid, burnt smell disappeared in a few minutes. Still not feeling reassured, he opened all the veranda windows and the front door, then had Nam Haejin sit in a well-ventilated spot before he could finally relax. Taking a deep breath,…]]></description>

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