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The Rotten Ages by M.B. Gama

The wind blows swiftly across the Kalahari, Waters of the Nile flood the Sahara, Gallons plunges at the bottom of the Victoria, Frost, dew and snow covers the plateaus of the Kilimanjaro, Beauty aside, Africa is darker than the dark...

A week of a Saturday Night “Lifer” by M.B. Gama

It’s Monday, the second day of the week He’ll miss work just because he’s feeling weak He can barely hold his glass because of the “shakes’ He’ll drink more, just to cure the “headaches” The fruits of Saturday night… It’s...