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Kamagera

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              In my existence, I have noticed some people are eating life with a big spoon, others like me, life is eating us with big spoons (read spade).  Not so many moons ago I was in a very bad fix, big brain, alot of skills but no paper evidence to match the skill so the people with money think you are a con. Anyway, I had a friend who was a donda (read conductor), I know he makes over 1500 daily because one day he told me, I asked him to link me up to one of the manyangas and he told me, “Si rahisi ni kulink  mimi stakudanganya kama wale uncle wa nyumbani  ati maliza shule nitakueka mahali.”  So he told me about kamagera ( a person who just loads people in a Matatu , and remains.) and their rowdiness. That their survival in nairobi is to be likened to the silverback against 100 men. No mercy. Nikamuuliza, because I want a fishing rod, not the fish itself so as to fend for myself.  So akaniambia you just go to any st...

“One more chapter..”

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I was this close to letting go, saying fuck it, let me do away with Letstoriesunfold. Life was doing me the way Mohammed Ali did to his opponents and life  was like, niwachie huyu tu nimalize yeye. Most of my plans had gone to shit, real quick. Those who could lend me a hand, were rare like virgins in this city of sin and debauchery common in this streets. Something stopped me from making that stupid decision. I don't know if it's fate, luck, what I'm building it's too dope to just be dismissed just like that or all the above. I saw this as I was contemplating to send what I have grown down to the deep dark corners of Hades. This put a brake  to any crazy stupid thoughts I had  about ending Letstoriesunfold.  How would the 10k plus humans who have enjoyed my breathtaking content feel? They would view it as betrayal. Giving me their time, their insights, recommending this blog to other humans, they would see they all they did was in vain, all for nothing. That will be...

Locked up part 2

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Okay, so mimi uyo ndani.  Msee, remand is hell, real hell. It stinks of shit everywhere, guys are dirty, food is rare, and damn, things like toothpaste, tissue and innerwears are a story from another universe I hated the little food and could eat for two days. On the 3rd day, some scrawny looking fool tried to make friends and even offered me some better looking food. I was tempted to take the food, but I am a man and I don't take favours from men. So I simply refused the food. The next day out of hunger, I battled with the half ugali, half uji paste. Hunger is a great motivator I am telling you. in a few seconds I was done and licking fingers as I wondered why they serve so little food in jail.  🤣🤣 However, the rugged fella kept on bringing and offering me meat, good ugali and some bananas. Man! Its not easy being a WOMAN.  If thats how we MEN tempt you with nice stuff, I forgive you for having 7 to 10 boyfriends. Man! This guy even brought me bread, but as I said, I a...

Locked up

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  They won’t let me out They won’t let me out (oh, I’m locked up) They won’t let me out, no They won’t let me out (my nigga, I’m locked up) They won’t let me out They won’t let me out (oh, oh, oh, yeah, I’m locked up) They won’t let me out, no They won’t let me out This part of the song by Akon starts our story adventure for today. As Fabrizio Romano always says,  here we go! There was a time I was the Bruce lee in this cold concrete jungle. I had so much strength, techniques, and moves I could knock down three men in a flash, this was until I messed with the wrong kind. The story starts at Westlands, the year is 2020 - Covid-19 period. I was on my old wobbly motorcycle at my normal corner waiting for some rich girl tuende arboretum, you can guess what people do there especially on a Sunday with a girl whose limited time you've got.  Your guess is as good as mine So I was charged and waiting for her, only this time around, she didn’t come by alone, she came with her broth...