by Kolapo Olapoju ”He counted 25, 26, 27,28,29,30 figures; thirty expectant faces. Most of them strained by constraints, yet bright.” He shuffled back and forth from the escape Adele’s music offered and the release Johnny Cash presented on his dilapidating 7 year old iPod, which had passed through 3 hands in his disjointed clan. He glanced... Read More
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