Natasha Havrilenko
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Tales from the cycling crypt
Mothers everywhere have repeatedly lectured their children to strap on a helmet, cycle single-file and wear a neon wardrobe while riding their bike.
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Time of the season
The air hangs dense with decay. Moonlight is scarce as clouds consume the night sky.
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Let the Many festivities begin
Finding myself wandering in the dark among people grasping candles was a scenario I thought only possible in a sacred ritual.