The Distant Garden

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Chapter One Kwesi Boadu, thirty-two, stood at the gate of the last union local hall, waiting for the audit that would decide if his name remained in the clean column of the ledger or was struck through in red ink. The air in the old quarters of Accra was heavy with wet clay and diesel, the spring flood having risen higher than the charts predicted, turning the plateau wheat fields into a grey,...

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