If you ever go to Brussels, Belgium, you must see Manneken Pis or “Little Man Wee” for it may render a sense of my upbringing. Although my legend of earning the nickname “Little Man Wee” is not so grand and did not attract adoring devotees as Manneken Pis’, it has had a significant effect on me. Unlike Manneken Pis, I was never cherubic and charming to my adoring yet annoyed parents, because I would either dampen my bed with the map of Korea or drench it the map of the world...