Gratitude, rendered as a scene: the front door of a Korean apartment on a hot summer afternoon, seen from the corridor. On a small plastic stool beside the door, a white styrofoam cooler box with its lid propped open, packed with ice and a dozen chilled bottles of water and canned drinks beaded with condensation, a small stack of individually wrapped snacks, and a folded blank card standing against the box. Bright corridor light, a sliver of green trees through the window at the end. No people. No text, no letters, no logos on cans, bottles or card.