Sunday Six

Six sentences for Sunday, Nov. 10:

Come summer, all the rooms are booked and every sit-down restaurant has at least a forty-minute wait.

Tourist season reaches its peak at midsummer, when the festival takes place. For that entire week, you might as well not leave the house if you want to get anywhere in less than an hour. Cars swell the streets with an influx of traffic and many of us who live nearby move in with our relatives and rent out our houses to tourists.  Those who stay park cars on our lawns for a nominal fee. None of us who have lived here long enough ever attend.

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