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Corded

Grn cord Living in another culture means always having to wonder if I really know what’s going on, no matter how well I speak the language.

We’re building a little shelter (read as, I am watching people build a little shelter) in my front yard.  On market day, I was sent to buy some cord.  Ok, cord.  I know what that is, brightly colored plastic stuff.

Except I never really entirely know what anything is.  So, since market day comes around only once a week, and I was in a hurry to get this thing at least placed before I had to leave for the States, I asked a friend to help me buy the cord we needed.  Not green plastic stuff at all.  Here’s a picture of what it was used for, pretty cool.

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