Month: July 2010

Friday.

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Something about Saturdays that I love. The looseness of it all, the unaffected air that hangs. Saturdays is the day the lord has chosen. If Saturday was a person it would be like Toni Braxton licking an ice-cream. But …

The running man

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Every guy has a private moment. A time when they plunge into themselves and everything fades to grey. Some people have that moment in the car, sitting in traffic with that faraway look. Some have it in a bar, …

Images from coast

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6:35am.

At dawn every day he wobbles on the desolate beach. At dawn every day for the past 6yrs he sits at the same spot. He removes his sandals, and places them aside. He then lights a cigarette and …

How they wait….

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It’s freakin’ cold. I’m seated on a metallic chair, those ugly silver chairs at the airport. I have over an hour to my flight. I hate waiting, so to kill time I have decided to write something senseless and …

The jump

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Last weekend. The Lewa Marathon, location? Somewhere in the belly of Isiolo.  I travelled down in a vanful of Safaricom customer service executives. Yes, I believe that’s how one of them introduced themselves; an executive. Oh buddy! …