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ESTHER.. the retelling
The party was in full swing. There was food from top chefs in the country spread across the tables, fried rice, jollof rice, yam porridge, egusi soup and small chops of all sorts. The guests were well dressed in the finest outfits ever. A lot of designers were well represented at the banquet. The big shots in the military had their own spot at the party. Drinks flowed, the men made merry.
The event coordinator walked around the hall with her team, making sure the tables had drinks and sufficient food to keep the party going. The servers came out with bottles of Ace of Spades and put them on the tables. A happy cheer came from one of the guests sitting, and the other men raised their glasses.
“We will be here till tomorrow,” a man wearing a dark green shirt said loudly, and the other men cheered in response.
“I have been here since Tuesday, tomorrow is Friday, I need to check on my wife,” another man said in response and pulled his cell phone out from his pocket.
The party had been going on for several days. Some men were there with their girlfriends, the women the wives of some of these men had their own banquet in a different undisclosed location. The banquet was for everyone in the province. Rich, middle class and poor…
