It was getting bright and the people awoke in the village, while seven black women from Nigeria kissed six stubbly men and one woman good-night. The woman had more hair between her legs than any of the men had on their faces.
November 24, 2009 – 5:10 pm
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By flawnt
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Posted in bloody management
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Tagged africa, cauldron, England, men, NaNoWriMo, Nigeria, novel, November, Whitehall, whore, witch, women
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i suffered from narcolepsy well into my thirties. it made it difficult for me to hold down any job even menial activities. once i did a stint in a burger shop, corner business, greasy hair and rats in the kitchen, half of the customers drunk at seven a.m. when the shop opened. i was always …