A Little African Village in Senegal, Karang Post
She was the first to walk towards me when I put up the black thin cloth, on the concrete wall, right outside my room. "What is this?" So many…
She was the first to walk towards me when I put up the black thin cloth, on the concrete wall, right outside my room. "What is this?" So many…
I’ve always heard her voice from a distance but never seen her before. It was my second week in Senegal, a village close to the borders. She was on the…