I shall begin this makala unconventionally, kwa speaking of something personal. This mwaka has been very rough for me in a lot of ways. The roughness has impacted every single sphere of my life, from my finances, to my job, to my upendo life (which remains laughable), and to my very health. I have been really sick. I relate to the Aladin of the 1992 film, even zaidi so now, than when I first shook his hand in 1992. I relate to being constantly dirt poor, scared out of my mind, living siku to siku on the edge of the precipice, and skirting kwa through just the slimmest of margins. Every siku is starting...
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