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God Is A Gentleman

I perch at the end of the bench at Java, Aero-Club – Wilson Airport. The air is cold and crispy. It’s 9:17am – I’m 43-mins early for my meeting with Lydia Wanjiru Kiriti.

I’ve wolfed down my breakfast and I’m now nursing  a small tree tomato juice.


I called Alex Shipiri:  “My name is Biko, I got your number from a mutual friend, Gacheri.”

“Right. She mentioned you would call.”

He has a deep rich raspy voice,