hearing chickens STILL at 2pm in the afternoon,
the neighbor's band pracice,
when the people down the street have a party and/or wash the car and blast the Chamoru music,
the 15-minute drive to Tumon Beach,
86 degrees year-round,
this precious double life I get to live, outside/insider, local/not local, the watched/the watchee,
rainy season under a tin roof,
drinking beer under the canopy in a friend's yard on a Saturday night,
waving to neighbors,
stars,
my zori tan,
kåntan Chamoru gi i rediu,
a loving family, and
generous people.
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