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I will never forget the morning of November 5, 2016. The sun shone brightly on a 95-degree day in the hills of Bafut, Cameroon. Blue canopies, five-hundred folding chairs, blue and yellow streamers, paper lanterns, balloons, flowers and a vibrant sound system were all in place as the Cameroonian, American, and GSA flags waved proudly…

It was my third trip to Bamenda, Cameroon, the first in four years, and I immediately noticed a disturbing difference. In a chaotic mix there were vendors packed 3-deep on every square inch of roadside, motorcycles carrying no less than 3 people, dust and dirt everywhere, and chock-a-block people milling about with no place to…