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The Boy Who Listened to Broken Things The afternoon sun hung low over the dusty roads outside Benin City in Nigeria. The heat made the air shimmer above the red earth, and most people had already retreated into the shade of their homes.   But one boy was still working.   Sixteen-year-old Sadiq push…

The Boy Who Listened to Broken Things The afternoon sun hung low over the dusty roads outside Benin City in Nigeria. The heat made the air shimmer above the red earth, and most people had already retreated into the shade of their homes.   But one boy was still working.   Sixteen-year-old Sadiq pushed a rusty wheelbarrow along the roadside, its metal frame squeaking with every step. Inside the wheelbarrow were the kinds of things most people considered useless — broken radios, cracked pots, twist