Chronicles of NYSC camp - Hostel Area

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This is the girls hostel area. You can see us in white white, and I was on my way back from the Dining area, after collecting jollof rice and chicken.

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xi said…
Eh, na lie! They served you guys chicken in your camp?

You've got to be kidding me!

In my own camp, the only chicken to be found was the ones that the suya men were selling, and even those ones sef were of questionable origin. The meat was really tough, as if the chicken no ripe before them harvest am. Either that, or the chickens were of real jaguda stock.

Personally, I couldnt vouch that those things was chicken. All I can say I believe is that they belong to the bird family.
November 29, 2007 at 9:48 PM
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