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Christmas in huntsville, texas

‘It's as if one lives on a railway embankment.
At first one notices every train, then one simply
doesn't hear them anymore.'
- a resident of Huntsville


when the electricity, that evening,
collapsed, the lights flickered
on the Christmas tree, went out. far off
the late train. us, the night, the roasting-smell -

the geese happily swimming in lakes
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