Spices To Mix In With Rice

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is November and it rains. Strongly rains. I like watching the hill and see the steam coming out of the trees to form a layer fog begins to cover the city. It's raining and still raining.

The street was made mirror. The headlights are doubled when crossing the bridge. The river runs stronger than all the days of the week together. And the light pole on the corner of the park was not visited by moths that gather every night to fly around.

spring rains, as if the clouds had the wrong station. As if the sky longing for July or wanted to be August. Rain revenge for all those days it did not rain. Raining furiously. It rains on Santiago.