The rain came. The rain left. The cold returned, the wind stayed. The hum of the street lamp glowed in the darkness, as the skies above turned a darker shade of purple.
The neighborhood was quiet, my neighbors gathered around the kotatsu, and the youngest ones laid their heads on small pillows. I made my way down the glistening streets, looking up at that purple tinged sky.
All just another autumn day in Kasai, my hood.