This is one of the most depressing aspects of Accra: billboards and posters that promise redemption from clean-shaven pastors smiling benignly at the downtrodden flocks. All-night prayer events are held in the suburbs almost weekly, and white Americans seem just as intent on drawing the maximum possible amount of money from little lost souls as the multitude of Ghanaian and Nigerian pastors crowding the country's evangelical churches. In my first weeks in Ghana, I thought it could be interesting to attend one of these meetings, but I quickly realized I would find it simply too disturbing.
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