OK. There was no dumpster. There was a brick walkway between apartment buildings.
And we didn’t dive. They were in a box on top of the trash can. 99 more words
Apparently it is the custom of women living in certain groups in South Angola to carry small stones under their tongues, possibly as fertility charms. I’ve really got to undertake some research to enable me to write a piece about the journey these stones take both before and after they become “children of the mouth”.