+ Follow LOLA INA Tag
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[Title] => Bookmark aromas
[Summary] => At 3 oclock almost every afternoon since I was three, the smell of rice cakes passes in my memory. Most times, it is fleeting but sometimes, especially when reinforced by other components of memory, I would even visualize Lola Ina, faithfully making rice cakes in her clay oven by her porch, only her side view visible to me and even rendered more mysterious by the partial cover of the bougainvillea vine growing from my uncles lot.
[DatePublished] => 2003-07-24 00:00:00
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[AuthorName] => DE RERUM NATURA By Maria Isabel Garcia
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LOLA INA
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