Lee Sam Kang 26 Oct 13 (Compilation)
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It was late in East Legon, Accra. Mr Lee was crawling around on his hands and knees in the moonlight, looking for his phone. He had just ended his call with Pr1cky by flinging it into a bush. He was trying his best not to make any more noise. One angry awoken neighbour had already threatened him with a machete.

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