chapter 2. It was midday on the shores of Lake Victoria, and a group of chickens on a nearby farm were lazily browsing in the dirt and lounging in the shade of the brush. Suddenly, and with an alertness that would be alarming to anyone watching, one chicken perked up and stared at the northwesternContinue reading “Vincent, chapter 2”
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