The north’s old weak and sick president
There is a deity in my native roots. It is called “Olua Li’ Miro”. Imiro is one of the sixteen quarters that make up my home town. Each year after the Olua festival, the deity makes predictions about things to happen to each of the sixteen units. After his predictions, the deity ends up with … Continue reading The north’s old weak and sick president
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