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The day is drawing to a close; the sun is setting. The bright sunlight which gave the day its clarity, is quickly dimming. Everyone is hurrying to get inside before the depths of darkness set in. The twilight, the blinkuur, is a time to barricade against the uncertainty of the upcoming evening, when the world becomes still and threats begin to lurk. Surrounded by family and inalienable possessions, inside the home discussions begin. The elders of the home, while polishing the brass, are restless and confront their adult children, sensing their blinkuur has arrived: who will inherit these …