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In Amerigo, Carnival was as hallowed as itself, perhaps slightly more
so.
There was a to it. See, Islanders did not put into words, yet which
made it the authentic day in the Kinjian calendar.

Africa was down the main street of this little harbor town today.

Africa, in black vitality, surging up out of centuries of island
displacement, slavery, island isolation, island ignorance.

Africa, unquenchable in its burning of life.