By Mohamed Foday Conteh
It was 5 in the morning and we found our way through the moonless morning dew. As we moved closer from Thomas Avenue towards Cape Road, the staccato of steps from other people made an incessant clatter to which my attention was drawn to in split seconds. It was my notion that if I get up early, I would be able to do my NCRA registration as earliest as possible since I had with me my ID card and hence needed only to verify my information. I was with two ladies –one in her twenties; the other in her mid-thirties.