Sunlight coils in discarded water bottles, a miracle harnessed by bleach. College students walk through shanty towns, teaching how to cut and reattach the plastic, how to plug holes in the roof with them. Every so often, the news shows pictures of children earnest under street lamps, poring over sentences or sums. One boy gets a scholarship, another wins a debate. A girl goes to culinary school. What did the world-famous chef see in their dark eyes gleaming in the alley, as they lapped up sugar syrup and ice? A clump of rippled fern revives in a palm-sized ripple of light. A glass of milk of magnesia settles a sour stomach; its use goes back to the 1870s, scant decades before the sale of an archipelago. To this day, no one knows where the 20 million dollars went, and what that shine looks like.