She must be in her mid-50s. A beautiful infant strapped on her rugged Nigerian mother’s back as she duked it out sweeping, mopping, and cleaning the compound of the place I call home in Lagos. The scorching sun and biting heat running about 90 degrees Fahrenheit was not too friendly on her epidermal outer covering.
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