{"product_id":"135259","title":"Because it's a night I can't help but drink ","description":"\u003ccenter\u003e\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/tmgdisk01.cafe24.com\/images\/vs\/4172\/sv\/3jYCU9ZfOM5pHHGMVhzqzK9lIO9ORP.png?v=1765097778\" style=\"max-width:100%;max-height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center;font-size:30px;font-weight:bolder;line-height:1.6em\"\u003e Because it's a night I can't help but drink \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd 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style=\"line-height:1.2em;text-align:center;font-size:18px;color:black;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px;\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/goods\/122318307\/XL\" style=\"max-width:100%;height:auto\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\n\u003c\/tbody\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%;{split_style6}padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;font-size:16px;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e Description \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;word-break:break-all;font-size:14px;line-height:1.6em;\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eBook Introduction\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdl\u003e\n\u003cdt\u003e A word from MD\u003c\/dt\u003e\n\u003cdd\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e The warmth of a drunken person is comforting\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e An essay praising drinking by author Jeong Ji-ah from \"Father's Liberation Diary.\"\u003cbr\u003e He, a heavy drinker, tells stories about the alcohol and people he has met.\u003cbr\u003e From stories of trekking through Jirisan Mountain with whiskey in hand to the tragedy of history felt in a foreign country.\u003cbr\u003e A book that deliciously conveys the warmth of people through walls broken down by alcohol.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cspan\u003eSeptember 15, 2023.\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cspan\u003eEssay PD Lee Na-young\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/dd\u003e\n\u003c\/dl\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003e“If you drink it slowly and quietly for a long time, anyone will feel it.\u003cbr\u003e “Compassion for all living things…”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It comforts our tired lives with deep emotions and lingering feelings.\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003eAn essay praising drinking by author Jeong Ji-ah of \"Father's Liberation Diary\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Author Jeong Ji-ah, who moved countless readers with her best-selling book, “Father’s Liberation Diary,” has published her first essay, “Because It’s a Night I Can’t Help Drinking.”\u003cbr\u003e As a writer known for his love of alcohol, he has written 34 stories about alcohol and people he has encountered, sometimes humorously and sometimes with sincerity.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e From the sweet memories of first being introduced to the world of alcohol through her socialist father, to the dizzying memories of drinking whiskey secretly while hiding her wanted status and climbing Jirisan Mountain, to the power of makgeolli that brought together artists with loud voices and strong personalities, to the identity of the two-drinking benefactor who helped Jeong Ji-ah become a solid novelist, these high-alcohol stories unfold without pause, guaranteeing fun and emotion.\u003cbr\u003e The story is not limited to the domestic context. \u003cbr\u003eThis turbulent journey, spanning Japan, Vietnam, Mongolia, and even as far as Ireland, makes us reflect on our lost history and feel compassion for all living things.\u003cbr\u003e So, by the time they close the book, readers will have encountered a wondrous experience where the high barriers between people are effortlessly broken down through alcohol, and a night where they cannot help but drink.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cul\u003e\u003cli\u003e You can preview some of the book's contents.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cspan\u003ePreview\u003c\/span\u003e\n\n\u003c\/li\u003e\u003c\/ul\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eindex\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart 1\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I know your identity\u003cbr\u003e Dad's first drink\u003cbr\u003e Shivas, the beginning of betrayal and corruption\u003cbr\u003e Youth does not know youth\u003cbr\u003e Our festive night\u003cbr\u003e Cheers to your blue eyes!\u003cbr\u003e A single day on the grassland, free from the food chain\u003cbr\u003e For all the high school graduates in the world\u003cbr\u003e The Miracle of the Five Loaves and Two Fish - Makgeolli at Namwon Station\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart 2\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Slowly and quietly for a long time\u003cbr\u003e Egg rice and a glass of soju!\u003cbr\u003e Bloody Vlady \u003cbr\u003eMy currency is blue\u003cbr\u003e Shark fin, Royal Salute, and cold rice\u003cbr\u003e The Taste of Decadence, Macallan 1926\u003cbr\u003e Him? Her? No, just you!\u003cbr\u003e Accepting favors also requires latitude.\u003cbr\u003e I'm a really fast snail writer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart 3\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It was just so fucking scary…\u003cbr\u003e There is no such thing as a free lunch in my life.\u003cbr\u003e Dancing with the fluttering cherry blossoms\u003cbr\u003e The perfection of affection\u003cbr\u003e When the bonfire in the meadow fades away\u003cbr\u003e Did we love each other back then?\u003cbr\u003e Dance Wind Confession - JJ's Memories\u003cbr\u003e I've been here for a long time\u003cbr\u003e Alcohol is a digestive aid\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003ePart 4\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Closed relationships, aggressive whiskey!\u003cbr\u003e Paradise on a Summer Day\u003cbr\u003e The time when I seeped into you and you seeped into me\u003cbr\u003e In early spring, when the ground is thawing, my heart is thawing\u003cbr\u003e Vodka with a fox!\u003cbr\u003e The shelf life of a relationship\u003cbr\u003e My Blue Supply\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Epilogue\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eDetailed image\u003c\/b\u003e \u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/momo\/TopCate4290\/MidCate001\/428903992.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"Detailed Image 1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eInto the book\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e The winter nights were long.\u003cbr\u003e Even though our parents weren't around, we played more quietly than we did at other homes. \u003cbr\u003eI didn't even play card games or Go-Stop as an excuse to grab someone's wrist.\u003cbr\u003e Although we went to the lighthouse a few times, no one drank so much that they got drunk.\u003cbr\u003e We just exchanged stories about this and that.\u003cbr\u003e The sound of snow falling softly occasionally seeped into the silence.\u003cbr\u003e Someone opened the door to go to the bathroom and let out a gasp.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Wormmaya!”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Everyone walked towards the door in a sitting position.\u003cbr\u003e I shivered in the cold air and craned my neck to look outside. The outside was a pure white snow field.\u003cbr\u003e It was pure white with not a single footprint.\u003cbr\u003e Without saying a word, everyone ran out into the yard.\u003cbr\u003e There was a handful of snow on both the plum and persimmon trees.\u003cbr\u003e The bamboo trees in the backyard were bent down to the ground, unable to bear the weight of the snow.\u003cbr\u003e Everyone was speechless before the spectacle of nature.\u003cbr\u003e Someone shined a light into the sky. \u003cbr\u003eInside the pillar of light, fist-sized snowflakes were falling vertically.\u003cbr\u003e It was the first and last time I was overwhelmed by purity.\u003cbr\u003e I think I had that thought that day.\u003cbr\u003e I want to live so purely, so overwhelmingly.\u003cbr\u003e Seeing as no one dared speak, I wondered if my friends felt the same way. At nineteen, I believed it.\u003cbr\u003e We can live the pure time that awaits us in pure white.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Part 1: Dad's First Drink\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e My glass was also filled with Macallan 1926, known as the Rolls Royce of single malts.\u003cbr\u003e The guy was hot, deep and rich.\u003cbr\u003e It was a sticky, endless taste that dragged me into a swamp.\u003cbr\u003e As I sipped the Macallan 1926, I thought of my father, a failed socialist.\u003cbr\u003e My father, who traded the 18-year-old Chivas Regal I sent him to taste good liquor before he left this world for a box of soju. \u003cbr\u003eIn their youth, they both advocated for national unification and equality, but their endings were completely different.\u003cbr\u003e I always felt sad and sorry for my father, a failed socialist.\u003cbr\u003e I was sure that my father himself would find your life lonely.\u003cbr\u003e But as I drank Macallan 1926, I realized:\u003cbr\u003e That my father's ending suits my taste better.\u003cbr\u003e I know my father feels the same way.\u003cbr\u003e Isn't it truly fortunate that there was no chance of success, no chance of failure!\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"The Taste of Corruption, Part 2, Macallan, 1926\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e At such moments, the taste of the alcohol is not that important.\u003cbr\u003e On nights when the stars shine, the sky and the meadow meet, and the bonfire burns brightly.\u003cbr\u003e As the alcohol took effect, the words gradually disappeared.\u003cbr\u003e Some people stared intently at the bonfire, some looked up at the sky, and some gazed at the endless grassland. \u003cbr\u003eWe were just quietly drinking, and the people who had gone to sleep came over to us one by one.\u003cbr\u003e They also sat down next to us and drank in silence.\u003cbr\u003e They were no different from us.\u003cbr\u003e They too needed a little alcohol at moments like this.\u003cbr\u003e They and we, I mean, just us, experienced the wonder that day, using the power of alcohol to sink into ourselves or become a part of the universe for a moment.\u003cbr\u003e New stars rose, the moon raced across the meadow, the alcohol slowly warmed our veins, the campfire was burning, and so the night deepened in the meadow.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"When the Campfire in the Prairie Dies Out\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Even though it was summer, I felt a chill on the rocks in the valley and got goosebumps.\u003cbr\u003e Will I make it out alive? Throughout my journey in North Korea, I was prohibited from acting independently except in designated areas. \u003cbr\u003eSouth Korean officials had warned us several times that acting alone would lead to serious problems.\u003cbr\u003e I'm acting alone right now, and I don't even know where I am... I can't help but get goosebumps.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I looked around.\u003cbr\u003e Fortunately, I saw the lights of the hotel I had checked into yesterday not far away.\u003cbr\u003e There was not a single light to be seen outside the hotel, let alone a single person.\u003cbr\u003e The security agents were always guarding and monitoring the hotel. What could have been? Thinking back, I think it was probably because the area was so remote and remote that they had no chance of contact with North Koreans.\u003cbr\u003e At that time, I didn't even think about it, and as soon as I realized the situation, I started running towards the hotel.\u003cbr\u003e It wasn't far.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e About 200~300 meters.\u003cbr\u003e We arrived at the hotel, out of breath.\u003cbr\u003e The hotel was plunged into deep darkness without a single guard.\u003cbr\u003e Only a few dimly lit rooms where South Korean writers were probably staying were illuminated.\u003cbr\u003e It seemed to be a nightlight.\u003cbr\u003e My mind was blown. \u003cbr\u003eDrinking, getting drunk, blacking out, staggering along a mountain path, drunk on alcohol and romance, falling asleep while looking at the Milky Way—what! People can do that! And they could.\u003cbr\u003e Even in that forbidden land, North Korea.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"I've Been There for a Long Time\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Teacher! Me too.”\u003cbr\u003e A child with blue lips held out his hand.\u003cbr\u003e Even though it was midsummer, the stream water was chillingly cold.\u003cbr\u003e He filled the blue bottle and handed it to the child.\u003cbr\u003e The child, who had just finished a glass, jumped around in the water, as if trying to ward off the cold.\u003cbr\u003e I put a piece of cheese in the child's mouth.\u003cbr\u003e Blue Lani, enjoying the cold water naked! I wish I could jump in, just like a child, just as I was born.\u003cbr\u003e But unlike when I was born, I was covered in the dirt of the world and couldn't muster up the courage at all.\u003cbr\u003e I was embarrassed so I drank the blue again.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe bright child jumped up and down and went to the end of the pool shaded by the banyan tree.\u003cbr\u003e Then he jumped up and floated his body on the water.\u003cbr\u003e In that state, the child began to swim.\u003cbr\u003e It was a properly learned backstroke.\u003cbr\u003e As the child threw his arms back, his body was pushed backwards.\u003cbr\u003e At some point, the child's body slid beyond the border of the banyan tree's shade and into the hot sunlight shimmering on the surface of the water.\u003cbr\u003e I watched the scene as if I was possessed.\u003cbr\u003e Her small, round chest was floating in the sunlight.\u003cbr\u003e As my child swam backstroke across the pool, only one thought crossed my mind.\u003cbr\u003e It's splendidly beautiful.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I must have had a brilliant youth too.\u003cbr\u003e At that time, I didn't even look back on my body.\u003cbr\u003e The body was insignificant.\u003cbr\u003e The mind is noble, the body is trivial.\u003cbr\u003e So I abhorred all acts that yielded to the desires of the flesh.\u003cbr\u003e What a disgusting thing. \u003cbr\u003eBecause there is a body, there is a mind.\u003cbr\u003e I was so insignificant when I was young.\u003cbr\u003e With that thought in mind, I generously offered blue, the precious blue, to my poor body, which I had treated so insignificantly.\u003cbr\u003e In a summer paradise where beautiful bodies and radiant youth unfold.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e ---From \"Part 4: Paradise on a Summer Day\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003ePublisher's Review\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003e“As time goes by, it gets deeper, it seems like it’s not true, but it gets better,\u003cbr\u003e There are such relationships in the world.\u003cbr\u003e “Just like whiskey.”\u003cbr\u003e Alcohol that transcends time and space, allowing us to understand and embrace one another, and the warmth of people.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The days are short in Gurye.\u003cbr\u003e Jirisan Mountain rises high in front and Baekunsan Mountain rises high behind, so the sun sets quickly.\u003cbr\u003e The shadow of the mountain behind the house slowly swallows up the front yard of the house, and by the time it reaches the Seomjin River, only the sound of deer crying can be heard going back and forth between the mountains.\u003cbr\u003e And then, soon, complete darkness. \u003cbr\u003eOn the road along the Seomjin River, where there are no streetlights, only the occasional car of a random tourist passes by silently.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But as the darkness deepens, there is a house that shines brightly.\u003cbr\u003e This is the ‘House of Doctor of Literature Jeong Ji-ah.’\u003cbr\u003e The lights in writer Jeong Ji-ah's house don't go out easily.\u003cbr\u003e This is because of the writer's habit of writing at night rather than during the day.\u003cbr\u003e In a small village where only four households, including the writer, reside, the writer's typing sound can be heard longer than the sound of the owl all night long.\u003cbr\u003e It's been a really long night.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What keeps those long nights from being lonely is 'alcohol'.\u003cbr\u003e Author Jeong Ji-ah is a famous drinker.\u003cbr\u003e Rather than drinking a lot, I know how to drink when I need to.\u003cbr\u003e “Because the wind is nice, because the rain calls for alcohol, because the bright sun calls for alcohol, because the snow is fluttering and it’s hard to stay sober…” And because there are people.\u003cbr\u003e There is a constant stream of guests at writer Jeong Ji-ah's house. \u003cbr\u003eThat means the lights are on for a long time late at night.\u003cbr\u003e People who broke down walls over a drink in their hometown as children, on the road, on the podium, and in distant foreign lands.\u003cbr\u003e This book is a story about alcohol and people that author Jeong Ji-ah encountered over a long period of time.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“From that day on, my betrayal and corruption began.\u003cbr\u003e “Isn’t this truly a day to be thankful for!”\u003cbr\u003e Jeong Ji-ah, the daughter of a guerrilla who roams Jirisan Mountain with whiskey from a capitalist country\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The youngest daughter born to a socialist father and mother, she first tasted alcohol on Christmas Eve, when she was nineteen, on a snowy winter day.\u003cbr\u003e When their daughter decides to stay home and play with her friends all night, her parents give her some plum wine they made themselves and then leave the house under the pretense of playing cards. \u003cbr\u003eAuthor Jeong Ji-ah, who spent the last winter of her teenage years listening to the sound of snow falling softly, thinks about this amidst the white purity that covers the world.\u003cbr\u003e “I want to live so purely, so overwhelmingly.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e But the world was not easy for the daughter of a guerrilla.\u003cbr\u003e The writer, who was always under surveillance by the dictatorship, was eventually wanted and went on the run.\u003cbr\u003e The first time I tasted whiskey, the alcohol of the capitalist powerhouse, was on Jirisan Mountain, where I was trying to avoid being noticed by others while on a wanted list.\u003cbr\u003e The only reason I brought whiskey was because it was light and got me drunk quickly.\u003cbr\u003e But late one winter night, among the people gathered at Baemsagol Mountain Lodge, the writer secretly takes out his passport and drinks it, and his identity is discovered. \u003cbr\u003eHowever, those who recognized author Jeong Ji-ah were also fighters who resisted the military dictatorship in their own ways, and they spent a brief night of freedom and solidarity, drunk on whiskey.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Years later, the author, who came out into the world, bids farewell to the past days “filled with poverty, sadness, and frustration” and seeps into the lives of people living today.\u003cbr\u003e Rather than clinging to the past, he resolves to do something that will contribute to future history, as his father said, and to do his part through novels.\u003cbr\u003e Still, the writer was not lonely or sad.\u003cbr\u003e Because there was always good alcohol by his side, and better people than him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e“I like you.\u003cbr\u003e Because he's a good person.\u003cbr\u003e “Because you and I are both drinkers.”\u003cbr\u003e A feast of captivating and moving stories that break down barriers between people.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eIn fact, author Jeong Ji-ah is “a person who needs a really long time to make friends.”\u003cbr\u003e “I think we need to meet for about 10 years before we can become friends.”\u003cbr\u003e So sometimes, before people even get close, they get scared and build a wall.\u003cbr\u003e For such writers, alcohol is not simply a tool for getting drunk.\u003cbr\u003e Like the apple tree in the African savanna shown in National Geographic, like the monkey that gets drunk after eating the fruit from that apple tree and steps on the lion's head to fly, alcohol is the wing that allows you to break your limits.\u003cbr\u003e On days with good alcohol, writer Jeong Ji-ah fearlessly takes a step closer to people.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \"Because It's a Night You Can't Not Drink\" contains stories of people who broke down walls by clinking their glasses. \u003cbr\u003eHometown friends who shared memories of the most glorious times but now face their own tragedies; long-time seniors and juniors who built friendships through repeated misunderstandings and understandings like warp and weft; teachers who reached out with a warm hand with an indifferent expression and the desire as teachers to hold the hands of their students like them; even the relationship that walked together somewhere between love and longing.\u003cbr\u003e As you turn the pages, you will surely find yourself thinking of someone you long to see deep in your heart.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Stories don't just stay between people.\u003cbr\u003e It reminds us of the tragic aspects of history that we ignore and live with, flying far away to Japan, Vietnam, and Mongolia.\u003cbr\u003e The scene where he hears the news of Mr. Kim, who appears in \"Father's Liberation Diary\" in North Korea, and engages in a drinking contest with a Ministry of State Security official is the highlight of this book. 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