Every Friday at 5:00 pm people break out brooms and sweep leaves, wrappers, trash, fallen fruit, etc. in too piles, and then set it on fire. With in minutes the whole hillside is shrouded in a thin and pungent smoke. Moving form one place to another you hit pockets of wood smoke, plastic, human hair, food - and all the unexpected combinations. For those with eye ailments, it becomes a hell, and for those who are concerned about the environment, a constant irritation.
But one thing I have noticed is that it seems to be a cultural phenomenon, and that cleaning is a somewhat regular and social activity here. If you can get used to the smoke, talking, sweeping and setting things on fire sounds like a fine sunset activity to me.
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