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He closed the notebook. “You are not arguing over water. You are arguing over forgotten gratitude.”

But behind his gentle eyes lay a mind that never forgot a name, a lineage, or a promise. Peter Kalangu Balesa Baluluma

He turned to the Mang’ombe elder. “In 1947, your grandfather, Mwanga, gave a cow to the Chisenga family because their barn had burned. In return, the Chisenga promised shared use of the eastern well—not ownership. I have the witness marks here: three thumbprints and the mark of the village scribe.” He closed the notebook