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In Amerigo, Carnival was as hallowed as Christmas itself
Perhaps slightly more so
There was a meaning to it
See, Islanders did not put into words
Yet which made it the authentic supreme day in the Kinjian calendar
Africa was marching down the main street of this little harbor town today
Africa, in undimmed black vitality, surging up out of centuries of island
displacement, island slavery, island isolation, island ignorance
Africa, unquenchable in its burning love of life
Carnival was Africa Day in Amerigo