The 31st of December begins quietly.
As the day moves forwards it changes like your favorite radio station whose volume keeps increasing as the variety and quality of the songs gets better and talk gets more inflammatory.
As night falls there are effigies being burned, in front of a hotel, by the flower market, on your corner. There are satires performed, bands play, and revelers dance in the street. As dark comes, city folk in masks and costumes parade the streets in gangs looking like escapees from a Michael Jackson Thriller video.
New Year crawls in and the Old Year creeps out.
This year has not been bad so I don’t have joy in seeing it burned up.
The old year goes with a whimper and the New Year lies before us like a baby in a manger.
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Charlie
on January 2, 2016 at 10:56 am
Could be the effigies are part of the New Year’s celebrations. Could be that this is a handy way to get rid of a body whose presence has become problematic. You sure these are all effigies? 🙂
Could be the effigies are part of the New Year’s celebrations. Could be that this is a handy way to get rid of a body whose presence has become problematic. You sure these are all effigies? 🙂
in this x files world, nothing is as it seems…
I like the red shoes photo. I guess someone’s relationship had a bad ending. They are purging the memories with the new Year.
i need to get a dictionary and translate some of the notes to know the story. not all had notes, but all had a bad end planned for them.