random montevideo notes - santa rosa

The week before the end of Winter, it returns with a vengeance.
Santa Rosa is the last hurrah of the wet, the cold, the dank, the grey, the dull, the turgid, the hopeless, the desperate Montevideo.
The one people long to leave behind, knowing that Summer will bring something else.
Those who've got through Winter without flu will fall at the Santa Rosa hurdle.

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When the sun flirts with the clouds at the week's end, winking like a naughty teenager, it's met with not so much joy as swathes of relief.
There is life after Santa Rosa.
You'd forgotten but it's coming back.

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