Night Life & A Super Moon

…in which I wander a few streets at night, but not just any night.

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Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…
Beira sleeps, pursues its way,
and swims or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.


Not just any night. This was 19 March 2011, the “perigee of the Earth-Moon-Sun system” as Wikipedia calls it, or more simply, the night of the Super Moon™. Sounds a lot cooler, huh? The night when the full moon coincides with its closest approach to earth, making it the biggest moon in some 20 years. Also look out for the drunk guy fast asleep and snoring in the pushcart, as well as the night guard tending his fire and looking like some witch-doctor (in this area, not that unlikely!) I hope these few still give you some idea of the rhythm of Beira. The last few photos (taken from the Citadel) belong to the following night, when I decided I wasn’t quite done with that big remarkable moon yet, and so I cut it up through the window into some distinctly non-moon-shaped results.


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