Speak of the devil.
In another Korean surprise, the aforementioned pothole that has been in existence since I moved here five months ago has been, all at once, fixed.
Do you think Changwon public works reads this blog?
Life is give and take, though: a pothole did quite literally appear at school this week, so perhaps the saying is not so figurative after all.
When Korea closes a pothole, it opens another somewhere else. Or something like that.