Feuhl Walomendêm: The End of the World The decision was made the day my friend Toli came running straight through our inner yard and into my room, shaking and mumbling disjointedly about the end of the world. Even his presence in my family’s house was something special that summer, since I’d been spending almost every afternoon at his place or at band practice with him and Dewa. My family wasn’t really speaking to each other, and I still wasn’t allowed to even go near Wëlë’s boat. In the evenings I generally tried to stay out as long as possible, so…

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