…it was a simple enough plan. While the audience was still piling in to their seats, a “fight” would break out…
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…it was a simple enough plan. While the audience was still piling in to their seats, a “fight” would break out…
“Good afterNOOOON, Mr. Davis” interrupted the choir director, who always looked at her watch, then at me, over her glasses, emphasizing that I was late. It was only a few minutes, but she was a stickler about time…
People screamed as I caught swinging fists and stomping feet until I was beaten unconscious and tossed in the car trunk before it sped away…
“Are you gonna finish your food?” he asked as he extended his pointing index finger over my tray, stirring in mid-air towards the memory of my chicken…
Continuing my piece on how Hollywood, the media and history books have distorted our views of Africa. So much so that many refuse to be associated with it…
My final End Of Month Health Check-In.