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While there, I was walking through Kejetia Market with my aunt when she grabbed my arm and pointed.
A crazy person. My aunt was speaking loudly, and the man, tall with dust caked into his dreadlocks, was within earshot. The man continued past us, mumbling to himself as he waved his hands about in gestures that only he could understand. My aunt nodded, satisfied, and we kept walking through the hordes of people gathered in the market until we reached the stall where we would spend the rest of the morning attempting to sell knockoff handbags.
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Even the grass, yellowed, scorched from the sun and the seemingly Madelia MN horny girls drought, had looked otherworldly.
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She knew it and I knew it, and we both tried to ignore what we knew to be true—there used to be four of us, then three, two.
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Nana was pure light. Nana could walk at seven months.
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It was a time when not many Ghanaians were immigrating to America, which is to say you could enter the lottery and win.