“How do you guys fundraise?” she asks me over Skype. She’s heard of what we’re doing and she wants to join. This is our first meeting. I smile. I love answering this question. “We don’t,” I tell her, and her mouth is the perfect O. “But how? How do you have 12 acres in Uganda?…

I’m the first white to sleep in this village. I lie under a cloud of mosquito net, an open window behind my head and the sound of men’s voices speaking Krio, the hum of ancient men and young boys, cracking nuts and seated on stumps, singing through the screen-less opening. I’m 36 but there are…

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