The Faded Ruin
Chapter One The highway through the Niger inland delta hummed with the low, constant vibration of a thousand trucks idling in the heat, their exhaust mixing with the dust to form a thick, gray fog that settled on every surface. In the shadow of the drive-in theater, where the last picture had been playing to an empty lot for three weeks, the air smelled of old popcorn and diesel. I was Yaa...
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