‘Saep illi’ my wife Suna reassured me above the chattering din. Generally I have learned to interpret that to mean ‘this is delicious’. But it was quite clear to me from her intimidating look that on this occasion I would be expected to try (and enjoy) whatever it was she was buying.
The sun was a smudged ball of fire abrading the city’s early morning ha…
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