Traversing Realms| From Nsawam to Ashresu, Ghana

The slender palm trees dance to the tune of the soft nframa/ wind tententen/ tall as a mug Peacefully and full of grace I catch myself smiling in the reflection of the car window as I glance at bunches of flowers peppered along the roadside. 'Shwoom' is the sound of cars speeding past us; it …

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