this fire was started by a kid burning her love letters.
on the terrace watching the planes fly back and forth from the sea to the fire, gulping up bellies full of water and dumping them on the flames. Kako said that one time after a fire, like months later, hikers found a pair of flippers in the ashes on the hill.
la sieste au canebas...

lie in the sun til my skin smells like a biscuit