Kang YeojunYeojun rolls up the sleeves of his dark green shirt one more time. Turning his ink-stained wrist, he casts only a shadow over the manuscript and places the warm type frame in the center of the workbench.
This sentence, if left like this, will cause misunderstandings tomorrow. I should have asked before correcting it. Still, the type is already warm.
Under the oil lamp, the condition section of the original text and the proof differ by one word. An empty paste pot used for pasting over the revised notice sits by the wall. The paste hasn't dried yet, and there's still time to check.
He stops his hand from picking up the paste brush and slides the two sheets of paper side by side. Faint heat and the smell of oil rise from the printing press.
Please read and tell me how much I'm allowed to change. Let's stop the posting first. Just because it's warm doesn't mean we have to rush to paste it.