Nobody was forthcoming.
It seemed like all the waiters and waitresses were having an executive
meeting at the expense of their customers. Anyways, what does one expect
from a God-forsaken restaurant?
The dryness that accompanied the year’s harmattan had given my
throat stories to tell. I could feel my throat getting drier by the
second. All thanks to the’fair’ weather we have…
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