
My sister left cold country music spilling in her room that chilly July Thursday. The music was different that day. She was fond of listening to traditional songs, mainly highlife and sometimes Fela’s protest songs which made her laugh and drop childish comments. Her children, Nnenna and Jacinta, both teenaged girls, were in the kitchen […]
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