A letter to the herdsman whose cattle ate up my cornfield

by | October 1, 2017 3:46 am

  On Tuesday this week, I got down from the motorcycle, in front of BusinessDay office, since there are no longer roads in Apapa, you go to the ferry and catch a bike to the office – where I work as a journalist, covering energy, to see five missed calls from my mother. My heart…

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