WARNING: This piece is not for the faint-hearted or religiously inclined people who are unwilling to see
“I’ve been hypertensive since June 2015” he says, swirling a petri dish.
I look at him from the corner of my glasses. He’s about my height, with skin the colour of ripened dates and a head full of hair. He’s not many years older than me (and I’m a few months shy of 20) but he’s hypertensive.