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Nairobi

Stands a beautiful city of glass, bricks and smooth roads. French perfumes fill the air; Cars from the showroom fill the roads; Designer clothes decorate display glasses in malls... In the city outskirts, people sell donkey meat, with the pretext it's cow meat; get money from pastoral offerings in the day, and selling hot coffee in the night; sell latest movies and music during weekends, and deejay in clubs during weekends; borrow old text books from friends, and start their own libraries; roast maize by the roadside; go to the riverbanks and fetch river water, fill it in containers, and sell it to estates without water..... By the end of the day, everyone wants to earn a daily bread; wants to smell of French perfumes; wants cars straight from showrooms; wants to wear designer clothes....

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Date: 10/8/2016 2:56:00 AM
Love it. Pungent
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 11/6/2016 10:38:00 AM
Thank you so much for enjoying it, Stanley!! ;-)
Date: 9/29/2016 10:49:00 AM
It is a lot like that here in America. The hunger for material things is very depressing to me. It only makes people more greedy and worldly. I enjoyed the read Teddy.
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Teddy Kimathi
Date: 9/29/2016 3:56:00 PM
I've seen we both share the same sentiments, Daniel... Thank you for reading and enjoying my piece!! :-)

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