I was not a tribalist when I had a long-standing and intimate relationship with Miss Bianca Onoh, an Igbo lady.
Bianca Nazario stands at the end of the world. The firmament above is as blue as the summer skies of her childhood, mirrored in the waters of la caldera; but where the skies she remembers were bounded by mountains, here on Sky there is no horizon, only a line of white cloud.
He's nuts" Bianca said "We need to jump off this cliff" i said "Oh nice idea!! Your nuts too