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Abstract
For a long moment, Mika sat awkwardly, without his usual self assurance, despite the alcohol singing in his veins. But suddenly feeling a fool for his unease, he cleared his throat, a trifle too loudly, and ventured: 'What's your name?'
Recommended Citation
Mollel, Tololwa Marti, A Night Out, Kunapipi, 9(2), 1987.
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