Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Shuki
The fisherman and farmers of Shuki are blessed with rice fields that sway to a rhythm all their own, bicycles and umbrellas outside every door, hills full of lush green, neighbors friendlier than I've ever had, and a beach full of treasure hidden among the rocks. The villagers of Shuki kept asking me if I was bored. How could I be? There were too many adventures around every corner to ever be bored in Shuki.
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