A woman of substance
A truck barrels through Barifa Forest with these words emblazoned on its windscreen: A WOMAN OF SUBSTANCE.
Outside of Arua Library, a saint leans against an old tree. Her hair is perfectly intact. Her face and shoulders and torso are stripped away, revealing the stones & wire mesh of her. Waist down, she is fully clothed in rippling white cement clothes…
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