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Month: November 2017

Dear Fraud.

Dear Fraud.

Today, the cloud was angry in Bauchi. First, she fumed and sulked in the morning, throwing tantrums; threatening us with thunder and lightning. When I chose to ignore her and get much needed air outside  — after being cooped up in my apartment —  she bristled at my pertinence and wept. She must have needed it because she calmed after her teary outburst and I sneaked out of the cover I had taken