When I arrived in Arbonga this second time, many of my friends said the same thing to me: "I never thought I would see you again until I die." When I left, many friends again told me the same thing: "I know that you will come back again." I'm not sure when that will be (I'm tentively planning on early 2010), but I do know that this little village in the middle of nowhere in West Africa has become an unretractable part of my life and will be until I die.


anna yénu? yénu bwãndo.



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