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I was walking down the street at 5pm leaving somewhere everyone was back from work, speaking now with friends and neighbors, the new age panaderia and medicinal herb shop was giving out free samples, and after me came a man who spoke only english. I saw them pick out an herbal mix for a customer based on her astrological sign. They gave me a browniecake the size of my hand, surely they could make me a mix from those tall wooden shelves of herbs, if only I had my charts. I left that place vowing to honor it with a symbolic burial, a cardboard coffin under my arm. The town was flooding and then in the light of the spanish dawn the river through town shone clear and blue and were glistening baskets of apples and pears beneath the roiling surface where the wasps could not reach..