Danfo Diaries · by Tunde Bakare
3. Chapter Three
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The turn.
Everything I believed about that week turned over in a single afternoon.
The evidence had been sitting in plain sight, arranged so neatly that it looked like coincidence, and I had walked past it every day carrying my own certainty like a bag of cement.
When I finally understood, I did not shout. I sat down on the step, in the heat, and laughed until it stopped being laughing.
Then I got up and went to find the only person who had never once asked me a question about it.
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