I’ve been living full-time in Cotonou for a year and a half. I like this city, and I am grateful for the extraordinary encounters I have been able to have there. But right now, I just wanna go home.
I’ve stayed in several places at different times in my life (well, that’s a bit old-fashioned ????). But this is where I feel the least at home. I still haven’t gotten used to what I consider the « coldness » of Cotonou and the people who live there.
I feel constantly scrutinized, observed. Of course this is only temporary. I really hope it won’t last.
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