My chin is trembling, but I don’t tell them. I sit down at the table, next to the Korean couple. Our Andalusian host has cooked paella over the campfire for us, and an English neighbour brings in sangria. The Chinese man who wears military boots and purple nails raises his glass. We all wish each other peace in five different languages, in the roseate glow of dusk. Upon leaving, the host gives …
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