Years later I still remember eyes that met mine on city streets and in museums, on car rapides and in the village. We’re only souls poured into skin, I could have been anyone.
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Years later I still remember eyes that met mine on city streets and in museums, on car rapides and in the village. We’re only souls poured into skin, I could have been anyone.
Sara R
10/06/2008Did you pass by this group in a car or bike? Where were you going? The grass looks so lush from the rains.
Kari
10/06/2008In Mbour from a pickup.