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The World is Ours
I knew this book had me when I passed by Wandegeya trading centre and all I could see was Kevin’s flat and the different characters and businesses located there in The World is Ours; when I saw three Somali boys crossing a road and started naming them according to characters in the book. When was the last time a book did this to me?
When was the last time a book did that to you?