It is a cloudy afternoon on November 13.
A young man steps out into the streets of Seoul, holding a copy of the south Korean labor laws. Gasoline fire consumes his body with every step. With labor movements suffocated by the regime, this is his last declaration against inhuman exploitation.
“We are not machines,” he cries through the flames. “Do not let my death be in vain!”
His name is Chun Tae-il.
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