Wednesday, November 08, 2006

The Chicken or the Egg?

Day 10

After the brief night in the flop house (see "A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN KINSHASA") the Agency moved me into an apartment called Zeka. Very clean and simple, little kitchen, lounge and seperate room and bathroom. I woke up this morning to find an egg in the frigge. Yes, an egg. No, I don't have a clue as to how it got there. I looked for the chicken, but not a feather in sight. Just the egg. In the fridge.

Right, moving on.

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