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“Let’s go Talia. We can still reach the museum and guest house before darkness comes”
“So, Pierre Abutu, we’ll keep in touch…bye”.
“Goodbye Talia. It was nice chatting with you”.
I stared in amusement at the pair of baggy trousers A. J. Baby wore. The ‘gold’ jewellery hung from her ears, around her neck and her fingers. Her taste in jewelleries contributed to why most law students and her course mates thought she was weird. I still saw her as unique, for reasons best known to me. Dusk was fast approaching, and I kept staring at a lady I thought resembled Gabriella. When the strange lady came closer to the barbecue beef stall to purchase some suya, I discovered she was someone else.
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