A pale breezed brushed off my cheeks. It was a chilly morning but the day was sort of warming up. The night had been a tough one. I only managed to scramble some three slices of bread with some water to still my stomach. I was very hungry this morning. So I decided to pass […]
Do not shoot me, officer. My name is Boniface.
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