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... rom the smallest of streams.
- A Quassian aphorism.
After washing off what felt like months of dirt and grime, I was finally able to enjoy simply soaking in the cool water of the bath. The water enveloped me, a balm for my weary soul, as I surrendered to the simple pleasure of idleness. It almost felt like I had achieved a zen-like state of emptiness.
But there was still light left in the day and time was, after all, money. The gold coin I had given Naira would only pay f ...
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