Main Street of Zwedru in July |
Imagine the irony we felt as we stood and watched people fighting over junk. Christmas felt completely different that year. Our hearts, for the first time, were untouched by materialism. Sales people tried to sell us broken toys for our children but they could not convince us to buy anything because we saw everything for what it really was. It was junk.
Children in Sino Town |
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