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| The Children -- Aren't They Precious? |
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| My homonym, Synder, in Mouila Pouvi, the grandson of Tsuakagnya |
| My sweet Popina, once resigned to being held my be, now she no longer knows me |
| Cute little Samira, her mother is a coiffure, or hairdresser, thus every week Samira has a new style |
| Little Mave in Dibouka -- I was worried that he wouldn't be alive when I returned, there were rumors that his mother had died of AIDS |
| A mother in Libreville with her two daughters |
| Below: Jean with Bodri and Rambo, my friend Marianne's two younger boys in Libreville. Rambo was still mad because I wouldn't buy him a ball to play with -- he didn't know the money was waiting for him at his house.... |