In other news, it’s grasshopper season. Fried grasshoppers are a delicacy, and are sold by street vendors everywhere. People set up iron sheets in an inverted come, with a light bulb in the center, to trap them.
For some reason, the grasshoppers are enamored with coming into my flat. They are attracted by the two security lights at the corners of my flat, and I think they hang out under the window eaves to avoid the birds who also think they are a delicacy.
I keep this container within easy reach in my kitchen to catch these little guys and return them to the outside. I keep telling them that there’s no grass in here to eat, but they keep coming.
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