
Afro Jigidi, the mad man on Third Street, had been there for what seemed like forever, with his red eyes and long hair growing upwards, beard thick and growing in patches, moving about in his tattered clothes and sometimes in abject nudity. The man’s name and origin was a mystery, and to each person you […]
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