Karonga, Malawi: Monday 23rd October 2017 As the sun streamed through the hotel window, I couldn't get the words out of my head. 'I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world. ' Louis Armstrong's velvety tones serenaded me into another week. All felt good in the world. The project was still a mess. But
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