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I miss my family.

I miss Abidjan.

I miss my house.

I miss the air in Cote d’Ivoire.

I miss my village.

I miss my damn family.

I miss the taxis, the food, the markets, the laughter, the understanding, the ease.

Mais franchment, je suis trop fière d’ être ivorienne.

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