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Sunday at 11 o’ clock

Our neighborhood was laden with interesting characters. It was not a particularly posh neighborhood. Simply, a typical Kenyan neighborhood made up of individuals who could afford to get by, with an open, dusty space separating the houses on each side and a common gate. Nobody needed the gate anyway, since all the houses were further Read more about Sunday at 11 o’ clock[…]

Written by:Lorna Likiza