Thanksgiving dinner was a global affair at our house with friends hailing from across the globe: Togo, Zanzibar, Nigeria, Sudan and Belize. Several are political exiles; one left his country to escape mob “justice” for the crime of being LGBTQ. Another suffered at the hands of police pursuing a personal vendetta. All examples of the human cost of living in a country where the rule of law has crumbled.
The dancing started with my musician son sampling some of his music. People leapt off the couch to dance. Nobody wanted to stop, so my daughter and our guests hit up Spotify and turned on Davido, Flavour, Babes Wodumo and Orezi.
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