
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.)
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