Here's to my last winter in Korea. Here's to leaving the sub-zero temperatures and the bitter Siberian winds I never will acclimatise to. Here's to having to brace just one more season of long, hostile winter chill. Finally, here's to being born British. As I sit at my desk, watching the snow fall, I thank God that I am not one of the millions of North Koreans who will perish this winter without the luxuries I all too often take for granted. I pray that one day soon they will be free, and can't help but think: There but for the grace of God, go I.
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