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THE TALES OF THE SHANTY TOWN

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The writer airborne for 5 minutes The long route was usually my ideal way home from the town. I don't really know why I preferred the long route, but I guess I enjoyed the roars of River Thingithu. The town was trifling shanty town with more barber shops and drinking dens than there were vegetable vibandaski’s . The presence of many barber shops was an indication of high levels of joblessness among the young people. Engaging in barber shop business was undoubtedly also an indication of the young people's ambition for a better life. Besides each barber shop, there was at least two besmirched drinking dens. Dens that were stocked with the porridge looking liquor, 'marwa' and the foul smelling yellow liquor 'mugacha' . It was these drinking dens that had killed the aspirations of some of the fledgling people. In the evenings, I would often take a walk to the shanty town to pass time. Pass time listening to ragga music with my teeth busy gnawing the m...