ELAND'S BAY
December 17th 2007 ELAND’S BAY
I was unaware that my right thigh was being microwaved. Only later would I see the unusual splash of pink across my leg. It looked as if a master Japanese calligrapher, using a wide brush and red ink, had applied it. It was quite beautiful against the otherwise flounder belly white of my skin.
As we drove across the baked landscape towards Eland’s Bay, the sun slante
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