It’s still greengage season here. I haven’t missed it. As it turns out, I’ve arrived just as the autumn equinox reaches its peak. Thanks to jetlag, I am even awake for the precise moment, which is just…now, at 3:03am. I have opened the window to let the newly autumned night in. The seasons are held in …
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