Nanda's ninth walking destination is 'Gwangju'.
Literary critic Kim Hyung-jung, who was born and raised in Gwangju and has lived there ever since, became the protagonist of that walk.
And the book written with all my heart came to light under the title .

As poet Na Hee-deok, who wrote the recommendation, said, "Wow, such a charming storyteller lives inside a critic!", the key point of this book, which records every nook and cranny of Gwangju with all five senses, is that it shows the bare face of the city of Gwangju without fail.
As the personal stories weave through reminiscence and the public stories weave through the present intersect, Gwangju, the city of light, acquires its three-dimensionality.

He, who is well-versed in photography and music, filled the space with photos he took himself and also recommended music that is good to listen to while walking.
The special map of the Walk series covers the cover, so if you have it, you will be less hesitant to wander around Gwangju.
It is a book of contradictions, a map of the precise yet vague memories of a person who embraces his hometown.

Needless to say, they called each other comrades (K chuckled as he pronounced this word, which he hadn't used in a very long time) and every May they would visit the cemetery and sing "March for the Beloved" at least once.
There were many college students who came from places other than Gwangju.
To pray and sing a song… … Lee Han-yeol and Kim Nam-joo were both lying there.
In short, K ​​still believes that Gumyo Station is the real Mangwol Cemetery Station.
And I often confirm that such thoughts are not just my own by looking at the banners and headbands hanging at the cemetery, the traces of people who seem to have visited recently, the few bunches of unwilted flowers still lying there, and the relatively recent burial mounds (some of which were built in the 2010s).
It cannot be said that workers and citizens who commit suicide or commit suicide have now disappeared.

However, he does not tell outsiders visiting Gwangju to only go to Gumyo Station.
I would also recommend going to Gumyo Station, to see the gradually decreasing burial mounds, the fluttering banners, the incongruously towering national flagpole (the Taegeukgi hanging there seemed to be the most out of place on earth), and to see Lee Han-yeol and Kim Nam-joo.
Because grand monuments always tend to exaggerate reality, I think we shouldn't harbor heroic fantasies about Gwangju because of the grandeur of the national cemetery.
Likewise, I believe that Gwangju should no longer harbor the illusion that it has been sufficiently compensated.

Myths grow old, and ugly stories tend to creep in behind them.
However, depending on the attitude and will of those who remember, wouldn't that speed be sufficiently delayed?
On a rainy day, looking at the red hairbands on the tombstone's forehead, K's heart was complicated.

--- p.167~168

- Date of publication: October 25, 2016

- Page count, weight, size: 204 pages | 330g | 138*210*20mm

- ISBN13: 9791195907700

- ISBN10: 1195907702