Spies Like Us

Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of Busan lies a small unregarded bridge near the apartment where we used to live. Perhaps the location's proximity to a large estuary, giving it - by local standards - something of a sense of isolation, has led to the placing of the following sign on the end of the bridge:


국가안보 나의행복 - "National Security My Happiness", reads the large lettering, followed by:

범죄신고 - to report crimes - call 112
간첩신고 - to report spies - call 113

North Korean spies are of course, easily recognised by their black attire and tendency to enter South Korea rectally by clambering up the bridge near Eulsukdo Island. Still, next time I see a CCTV camera on the street, I guess I'll know which number to call.