Man in Kayole Weeps After Dreaming His Stolen Shoes Walked Off with His Shadow

It was still dark outside, and the familiar Kayole quiet had not yet given way to the noise of the waking city. I had stepped out early to open our family’s kiosk. That’s when I spotted someone I knew very well. His name is Otis, though most of us call him Baba Nuru. I’ve known him since I was a kid.
But this morning, he seemed different. He was crying—real tears. He kept muttering about shoes and a shadow. Most of us assumed he had lost a loved one. To Read More, Tap Here
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