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When I first arrived in Fiji in 1979 I was immediately smitten. My rapport with the locals was instant and, as it turned out, lasting. Fiji got to me in a visceral way that tugged at my heart. The locals are bright, generous to a fault, charming, and earthy. They talk about and observe human behavior in detail that westerners fail to see. I may rhapsodize but I won't romanticize. Fijians are far…