I'm reviewing Water for Days of Thirst by Blanca Castellon, translated by Roger Hickin. I read this line going to sleep last night and have carried it with me all day long.
Atravesamos el verano con el otano a cuestas.
We go through summer with autumn on our shoulders.
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