English: In the 1970s, going to work by bus in Seoul was literally hell. It was a crowded bus that ran with passengers loaded like luggage to carry even one more person, and packed tightly without a chance to step. There was a young conductor here. Although they looked weak on the outside, they were women power who ran while holding the handle of the bus with their hands and pushing the passenger hanging in front of the door to the boat while yelling 'Orai'. Then, she managed to get the token while trying to squeeze through the gaps of passengers who were full of bean sprouts. As I watched the conductors live fiercely, I thought that their jobs would change with the times, so I started taking pictures of the deputy directors' pitiful appearance every morning as I went to work from Jamsil to Gwanghwamun. One day, at the entrance of Euljiro, I witnessed a scene in which the conductor grabbed the handle and tried to push a passenger who had just boarded the bus in pain. I took the picture while chasing the bus. At the time, conductors were known to work 19 hours a day. It was a arduous job, waking up at 5:00 a.m. and working until 11:30 p.m., until the last train. The Labor Standards Act was not followed, and it was a job that endured pain even while working 152 hours of overtime a month due to long hours that were worse than those in the manufacturing industry.