I'm surprised it got so.

Things aren't the way,

they were before...

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Strolling on a sunny Nigerian evening on a quiet beach, especially on Sundays was good for the mind.

It cleared one's mind, and also, one got to breath in fresh air and let's not forget, the excess PDA being displayed by couples, varying from young to old.

To Chimdi, it was too odd a Sunday evening. Especially ones spent on weekend-offs without her friends.

But there she was, casually dressed in blue tank top and comfy sweat pants. Her luxuriant full hair, in a messy bun, dancing with the wind.

She felt at ease and welcomed the...