Mitchell took a swig of hot lemongrass tea and continued. "One time, in the '60s, I remember being in a boat in the dark, somewhere between Qamea and Taveuni. The smell of the tagimoucia's sweet perfume suddenly drifted out to sea, surrounding us in the boat. I remember thinking, perhaps this is the time the Somosomo girl and the Qamea warrior used to meet."

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