Five drabbles, swiftly written, to celebrate a holiday that they don't have in this country. Woot!
"So come, friends, strangers, lovers, neighbors. . . . Come out of your warm house and into the cool night. Smell the wet leaves crushed to mush . . . a stale mix of dust and coriander in the wind. It's the best time of year up here, the only
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