I love them. Went along to Rathfarnham's annual Samhain festival and it was fantastic. Managed to not lose Arthur this year and he jigged and danced along to the bangs and the fizzing and the wheeeees. So did I. I love fireworks. Love the magic of them. Love the excitable little ones the most. The ones that twist and curl and dance and fizz all over.
Our modern lives are held together by a fragile network of humming boxes.
The refrigerator, the oven, the washing machine—they are the silent
sentinels t...

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