The Pale Dance
Abena Okonkwo was a border patrol officer in the humid sprawl of New Lagos, and she wanted the Night Watch badge more than she wanted air, a desire that felt less like ambition and more like a physical hunger gnawing at the base of her spine. The dampness of the city clung to her uniform, a cold, persistent film that no amount of drying could lift, a manifestation of the collective grief that...
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