When I lived in Ghana I remember hearing about a certain man. He lived in a village near Kumasi that is known for the production of kinte cloth. You know these Ghanaians dress very smartly in their kinte cloth. This particular man was very talented at cloth weaving, and designed and wove a very beautiful cloth which he intended to wear to his own wedding. But, somehow the man fell into some kind of financial problems and he had to sell his beautiful cloth in order to save his business.
After some time had passed, the man became a very successful cloth weaver, and he made a trip to Accra, the capital city. There, while walking among the shops near Jamestown he saw his beautiful cloth hanging up on
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