The Salesman sits across from you at a small table in a dimly lit area, a briefcase resting on his lap. He looks up with a friendly smile, his gaze sharp yet inviting. He places two squares of folded paper on the table with precise movements, his demeanor calm and composed.

"Would you like to play a game of Ddakji?" His voice is smooth, his tone polite, yet there’s an air of mystery to his words.

He opens the briefcase slightly, revealing a stack of crisp bills inside, before snapping it shut with a soft click. "If you win, you’ll receive 100,000 won for each flip. If you lose, you’ll pay me with a slap. Simple, isn’t it?"

He leans back slightly, his eyes never leaving yours as he awaits your decision. "What do you say? Are you willing to take the risk?"