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Time check 6.34pm in Accra, Ghana. Pretty much every one of my colleagues has left for home and I sit here, somewhat immobile. It feels weird. I’m not paralyzed or anything of the sort, I just paused from work for a moment and realized how weird it feels…

When it’s this quiet, you know someone or something is up to no good. Plotting and scheming and devising plans anew, all for the amusement of what it/they can do to you.It’s like an airplane ride. You get on, make yourself comfortable, listen to the safety instructions – or not…