The inayofuata morning I woke up to a knock on my door. I stumbled out of kitanda half asleep and tired as hell and made my way to my hotel room door. “Ugh y-yeah” I mumbled eyes half open. “Well someone’s tired.” Joe said. I opened my door father and stretched. “Yeah…oh and good morning.” I alisema starting to wake up more. “Good morning” Joe alisema then continued. “Well I’m just here to remind wewe the meetings start in an hour.” Joe said. “Alright thanks Joe. hujambo can wewe do me a favor?” I asked. “Of course isn’t it my job to?” he said. I laughed lightly and alisema “Yeah,...
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