Excerpt of Tales from the Torrid Zone by Alexander Frater
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At dawn I was woken by the ringim. Makau spoke without preamble. You will eat with us tonight. John and you should be at Iririki wharf by seven oclock.
He replaced the phone. I sighed and went back to sleep.
At breakfast a waiter told me that Vanuatus Anglophone President was under house arrest.
I looked up from my grapefruit. Whats he done?
He refused to support laws Korman wants.
Maxime Carlot Korman was the new Francophone Prime Minister. So what happens now?
There will be trouble.
I called a friend in Port Vila who said he had recently seen the President, Fred Timakata, strolling past the post office. The PM, he added, was just back from Paris, where he mislaid his passport and plane ticket home; he was not in the best of moods. Reports of a rift between President and Prime Minister continued all day. Much bigfala trabol was anticipated.
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