It's unprecedented by all post
World War measurements.
My friend was walking down the
street in Monrovia when a man walking like a drunken man went by him.
Six feet past my friend, the
man began to puke and defecate blood.
Immediately the cops arrived
and secure the area.
The man lie there and died.
My friend was lucky.
Had the man puked on him, I
would be opining his eulogy now!
Irrespective of the odds, my
father believed in his country! And I do too!
Liberia is still a great
nation.
And we are proud to be
Liberians!
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