Be careful walking at night, Tina warned me. Not because someone might mug me but because the dead are roaming the streets. And they are jealous and looking to take someone away.
It's Ghost Month in Taiwan.
Shopkeepers put out elaborate feasts for the spirits and incense sticks jut out of everything, Pringles, white buns, oranges. It snows ash in the alleys from burning buckets of paper which represent money for the afterlife. Parents implore their children to be home before dark.
People generally avoid weddings and moving because it is inauspicious.
(Maybe that's why I have to play with cockroaches.)