A deserted place ... is one of the things that I quite often come across in the UK.
This is in stark contrast to Seoul, where so many people live, thus there being not many places that are deserted.
When I was little, there used to be some places that were abandoned around my home.
I remember I would play with other kids in such areas.
But I spent more time wandering alone in the wilderness of bush and rock hills.
Having such experience, whenever I see such places as I saw last Saturday, I become a bit nostalgic.
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