Let me just drop this humorous story so you can get a better idea of what you will be enjoying when I write for you...

I met and assisted a woman with one of her bags this morning while using the Ojodu Berger pedestrian bridge.

I saw her gasping while taking every single step up the stairs and asked if I could assist, of which she obliged.

Moving through the stairs up, I looked around and didn't find this woman again. At first, I was confused. I thought she was still behind but looked for her and didn't find her. And I was with her bag. I became really worried.

Then, something spoke to me, the woman must have been an angel. I've never experienced this in my entire life. I became anxious. I kept wondering what was in the bag. I couldn't open it at Berger. I had to get home to see what surprise fate had brought my way.

I got home not quite long, I opened the bag and guess what was in it...It was refuse! ���

May that woman suffer for 600 years for this.

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