I stubbornly hold onto my MP3 as the ear piece blast noise that I find pleasurable, not because of its smoothness, but because of the fact that it drowns the noise that is coming from my parents. I went to visit my friend in skimpy clothes, yes, came late, yes, that does not give them […]
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Mma Adjara stands in the middle of the compound wondering what is going to happen. Is she to support Wadudu or Watara in their bid for kingship? She was the first wife of the late king, their father, and loves them both. Fate had dealt her a nasty blow so much so that […]
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