The women chow down massive mounds; the men just chirp and peck. Or so it strikes one at Lalas Local at 18 Junction.
My fulsome gob of Fufu & Goat-Light fast grows lighter; the women wolf down morsels; the men mouth up words.
The full facts flop in my face over a cleaned-out, soup-stained dish. The women go to eat; the men go to take the women there.
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Sunday, September 4, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Death by Lightning
If it was a stroll in the park for all things evil to smite the blameless with a lightning bolt in the days before 'the light', why did anybody survive to be colonised?
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Thursday, September 1, 2011
Yeah, PermEnent...
As seen in the Spintex Road traffic. True to his promise, the gridlock was not permEnent. I reached the Mall only 15 minutes after I took this picture. The Mall was only 40 metres away.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Chaos In The Very Heart Of The City Of Accra
...and the biggest news item on health over the week has been whether heart patients should stay home and pray for their lives because the foremost heart surgeon was revered but released the government.
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Thursday, August 25, 2011
Bra Failure In The City of Accra
The 'Cleavage Gallery' is an art exhibition I'm thrice-thrilled to attend everyday. Sans-bra is another dashing, delightful devilment at the other end. But when the cups runneth over as a result of 'syncopated' styrofoam, please do not call the wearer a 'Brartist'.
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