12 The rain in Lagos in August of 1996 conquered. It turned the red dust of the mainland into a thick, sucking clay and transformed the concrete canyons of Marina into a series of interconnected lagoons. On every street corner, the air was vibrating with a frantic, desperate joy. Nigeria had just done the…...
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