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A dog and a city


the dog, courtesy: twitter

I hope in the near future when life has been good to me, preferably before I’m 30 (God are you hearing this?), I will enjoy life the ideal way I’ve always imagined – me, a bit of money to splurge and a dog.

I’d get this dog. He would be my partner in crime as we run havoc in this city of Nairobi. Me in the driver’s seat and him riding shotgun, sometimes switching on wild nights. The city would be ours to conquer. The women ours to play with like his chew toy. 

We’d be hedonism in the flesh.

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King is a mad writer on the loose. He is suspected to have lost his mind a few years after he was born. Since then, he has been writing his mind almost everywhere he can put his pen on. Someone – a government, a state, a police force, a parent, a teacher, a rabbi, a president, a sacco, a doctor, a deranged ex, a church, a therapist, or anyone with a bit of power bestowed upon them – should reprimand him and help him.