An excerpt:
". . . unroll the strip of teabags like a roll of candy buttons. I would rip each open and pour the specks of scent into my hands, lift them to my face and rub them between my fingers, so that for weeks the wrinkles of my knuckles would smell of peppermint and chamomile, and the deep lines of life and death and fortune in my palms would be stained green . . ."
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can we see the rest? this is very beautiful and is scented with small hints of that "sabor" you mentioned in your most recent post.
"sabor"? huh?
the rest is not very good, i think. the only image that's missing from this excerpt is how the speaker (he/she/i) cracks open the cardboard boxes of tea.
"sabor" is the Spanish word for flavor, savor, or taste
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