we used to live in the club brewery on bushrod island in monrovia it was just brillopads

we were staying on a working brewery with security provided by the nigerian army, tennis courts, swimming pools et al. our work compound was run by two lebanese christian militiamen who had proffed some colonial goodyear camps up on the river near the rubber plantations and took me barracuda fishing and done the bbq afterwards. happy days. god i am so bored with life now. *huff*

Posted By: Tombs, May 24, 23:10:39