Toi Notes

The hall at 11.40 p.m. The cake is gone. The tie is also gone.

Kündölük can now post from the phone, so here I am in the taxi after my second toi of the week. I host weddings. People think it is just talking. It is talking, and carrying the sound system, and not eating until 10, and remembering the name of the groom's grandmother.

I will write after every toi what happened. Not for the money, for my memory.