Category: writings
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lament for the second class trees residing in Parliament compound
A few weeks ago I was riding in a minibus headed east along Brickdam. The light was red at the corner of Avenue of Republic and Brickdam and I decided it was a great time to take a quiet moment as this bus was not playing music. But it wasn’t to be. The silence was…
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is this thing on
doing a quick one two one two to make sure this thing is on. and it would seem as if it is so we’re on our way. down the road in search of [fill in the blanks] it’s a pleasure that you could be with us today
simple farmer 