From Wensleydale to Mogadishu the sun had set for the third time since the visitors arrived.
It was an exchange party, the Yorkshire people had gone to Africa and vice versa.
Two days after they arrived both parties were getting used to the taste of the coffee in each place, enjoying it like it was a rare and well-found delicacy.
Innocence as joy and childlike delight..
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