I like it when the power goes out. Everything becomes so quiet; the BBC clams up, my AC disappears and the entire city goes dark. At NDI the outage never lasts long (the emergency generator kicks in), and consequently the lights going out is less of an inconvenience and than a reminder that I live in a small, still inchoate city, on the coast of a overlooked island, under a black black sky.

This is the main beach, Saturday evening.
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