Book 2, Chapter 6
The sixth hour of staring blankly at a wall ticks by...
Ghanaian embassy; I'm headfucked, have been for a couple of hours...
I'm on the verge of cracking as they finally call me into the office.
They reject me. Just like that...
“You must apply for a visa in your home country”.
I plead, I beg.
No dice.
Oblivious | Luke Gelmi