Throng of humanity

The vapour saturated air hung over the entire scene. I could feel my hair perform a slow dance as it morphed into a new shape.

Nature is filled with magic. The mastermind behind this particular trick was named humidity. As the air clawed at my tired body, my olfactory apparatus rose from its dormancy.

What exactly the odors professed I couldn’t tell. But indeed it was an alchemy I’d never experienced.

Editor's Comment
BDP primaries leave a lot to be desired

The BDP as a party known to have ample resources has always held its primaries well in time, but this time around that was not the case. The first leg of the primaries was held last weekend, with the final leg being billed for the coming weekend. This time around, the BDP failed to shine in its primary elections. The elections were chaotic; most if not all polling stations didn't open at the specified time of 6am. Loyal BDP members braved the...

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