Monday, 21 Mar 2011 | Views [418] | Scholarship Entry
My face crumples in disgust as the earth shifts. In the dry season, miry ground here can mean only one thing. My feet engulfed in waste, I inhale refuse, coriander, sweat, and tangerine which sting my nose. Yet the tingling aroma is strangely welcome, ... Read more >
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