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Kamsar, random tales… The black panther

In the early nineties, my father got hired to work in a bauxite mine plant, in Guinea. We moved to a small town, Kamsar, that was built by the company, CBG. Here are a few, randomly picked tales from my 5 years spent there. (Note the giant poodle pup just above the country’s name… It…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales… The black panther

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Nevermore…

She looked paler and paler with every day that went by. “She should get a little tan, the sun is warm today.” They would say. But she stayed in the shade, waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the day to end. And then for the next to come. She sat in her grey chair,…… Continue reading Nevermore…