When all else fails, there is always the edge of time, a place also called “the morning of the world”. The originary thaumaturgical topography of the inland Balinese have remained constant because of development. Pause before you fall in love: in the aftermath of the unsuccessful coup d’état, hundreds of thousands of people were killed on this island paradise; on this count no settling has begun.
Awoke in a different time and place; it’s not mere distance, of course, but more a question of seclusion. It is the eternal conundrum, the quest for sanctury and purity drives the borders of the sacred and pure to ever diminishing circles. Christian and Lannie make for wonderful hosts in their villa on Sunset hill.
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