The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The canal at the edge of the Niger delta was a vein of black water, choked by the first real dark of autumn, where the light died not in shadow but in the heavy, wet air that pressed against the skin like a damp cloth. The town of Kainji, straddling the border between the Hausa and the Yoruba, moved with the sluggish rhythm of a place waiting for a verdict, its mud-brick houses huddled against...

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