Musings At Mango Meadows.
At precisely 5:30 every evening—give or take the elasticity afforded to senior medical professionals—they assemble. Not together. Never together. Coordination would imply effort, and effort, as they unanimously agree in principle (though never in practice), is to be avoided wherever habit will suffice. They arrive at Mango Meadows. The name, it must be clarified at once, is a triumph of…













