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Unhinged.

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  Jana, nilikuwa naskia uzito aisee!  After my team was beaten na banters zikaanza kukuja kukuja kama Kenya's corruption scandals from fans wa other teams wenye walikuwa wamepata a successful hate watch. Ningekuwa mtu wa hasira, nyahunyo ingekuwa acquainted na mgongo za watu kadhaa. I told myself hakuna haja ya kuvurugana na watu, plus kuwa worked up ju ya mpira, most importantly, mpira ya wazungu.  Sahii kuna watu nimemute pale green app hadi my teams next win ndio niwaunmute nikijaribu kuangalia sahii, nitaishiwa pawa ju najua pale ni back to back banters zinaningoja pale ni mzito.  Anyway, it's been a while since I posted a story, so nikasema wacha nitulie nichonge story and it got me down memory lane, there's this saying that old folks( by old folks I mean our parents, uncles, aunties family friends, etc), who used to say, birds of a feather, wakitaka kutetea their point of view in some matters  (Wanted to say a one size fits all,  but was unsure on how...
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Aligongewa na si mlango.

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Denno was having one of those days where everything just seemed to flow.   He had hit the “Send” button on his final proposal a few days back and leaned back in his chair, stretching and yawning. He had just received an email confirmation that his proposal had been accepted.  He couldn't believe it, he had just landed a big online gig that promised good money and a steady workflow for the next three months.  As a freelancer, this was the equivalent of hitting a jackpot in his world.  “Babe!  Guess what!”   he shouted towards the kitchen, where Stacy, his girlfriend, was busy preparing breakfast. “What's up?”   Stacy replied, glancing at him with a smile that could melt an ice cap. She was dressed in her corporate attire—a crisp white shirt and a pencil skirt—ready to head to her office job. “I just secured that big contract I was telling you about!  We’re eating good,  for the next three months!”  Denno grinned, showing his exciteme...
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Friday the 13th

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          A lone figure, cloaked in darkness,  stalks through  a foggy and deserted part of the Nairobi Central Business District.  A chilling wind howls, and the only sound is the lone figure footsteps puncturing the eerie silence. A dilapidated building looms in the distance, its windows boarded up and its door ajar. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of decay, dust, and the faint sound of two heartbeats.  On arriving at the dilapidated building, the figure pauses briefly at the entrance, it's breath misting in the cold air. A sense of unease washed over them as they peered into the darkness towards the entrance of the abandoned building from where they are hiding.  The wind howled louder, carrying with it a chilling whisper that sent shivers down their spine. Their blood ran cold as they realized that they were not alone in this desolate place, but with a deep breath, they muffled any sounds they might have made, trying as hard a...
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