No goodbye's, just see ya later
May 25, 2023
A tiny trail of smoke rises from the man's cupped hands as he gently blows a steady stream of air into the nest of frayed jute and char cloth he holds. Urging the little red spark in the black square of cloth to ignite, a flame soon flares up and the man gently places the bundle under a teepee of twigs waiting on the ground in front of him. The wows and quiet applause coupled with a few "I want to do that" remarks, murmur through the little group sitting in a circle around the scene. Ed Kennaday smiles and starts pulling fascinating trinkets from his leather bag that hangs from his shoulder...
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