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[42] TAxONOMIES At low tide, the women set out folding chairs on the sandbar and read, their hips half in, half out of water. * Across the channel, a line of birds on the distant rocks—The pelicans leave first when our boat approaches. * All night, the lamps beneath the hotel window turn curtain panels into rippled furrows. * Streets named after fruit and flower and tree. Salt marsh snails and periwinkles on the floor of the bay. * Bricks in the wall where a vault used to be. High ceilings studded with metal arches. Rice grains in the salt shaker. * We are told to follow the gravel road to the end of the harbor. To get to where the water ends, we cross a rusted train track. * At dusk, the sky looks windswept, nearly empty. Only in the mind, for now, somewhere, rain is falling. ...

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