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The Educated

Ejikeme stood beside the great white hunters at the waterfalls of Gurara, a perilous crossing. “I have a craft that will safely take us across,” said Ejikeme. Mr. Dowding, leader of the hunting party smirked, “Oh really?” “Yes. Made it … Continue reading

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