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    Down by the river

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    Then that policeman cocked him gun at me. I do not know guns, so I do not know what model he was carrying. Must’ve been an AK47, but don’t take my word for it. That shit does not sound like it does in the movies.

    Down by the river via @theMagunga

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    Except, this time I have no mother to go home to. She’s not ati dead. But there is nothing she can do. Even Mother Karua has limits. And Jack Dorsey is not her cousin – trust me, I asked. So I am stuck out here in the cold.

    The Suspension via @theMagunga

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    • When you are done looking, you come to Vipingo. Where life is quiet and sisal plantations steal your eyes from your bedroom window. In the evening you walk around the Pazuri cul de sac, you realize that your age agrees with your golden skies. These are the sunset years you worked for. The only thing you can hope for now is that when these days come, you dont live them alone. #NowTravelReady
    • I was driving around, having the time of my life with this cart, and then I looked to my left and saw someone I knew. She was prepping herself for a swing. I think she was also participating in the #NCBAGolfSeries. And you know how we are - when you are driving and you see someone who knows you, the most African thing you can do is call out to them. Not only to say hello as a social courtesy, but really just so that they can see how you roll these days. Deep down in the poetry of my heart I wanted to do just that. I wanted to shout, “Oyaaa Wayua! I see you! Chapa hio kitu!” But turns out that’s impolite. When someone is playing, you turn off your cart and keep silent. You can’t even wave at them. It is distracting. At that moment they are, I dunno, getting in the zone. Eyes fixated on the ball. Everything slows down. Like a holy communion. Also, you’re not supposed to say “Ikooooo!” or “Umetandika hio kitu kama kitanda ya soja.” There is no rule against it. Golf just has its own lingua. Believe me. I asked on Twitter. You are to say, “Well out” or “Nice Draw” or “Good Swing, you bandit!” I was not about to call her a criminal, because I know Wayua is a law abiding citizen. Pays her taxes and votes too. So I just watched in silence and fantasized of the day I’d also be a swinging bandit.
    • Ah, but surely, just how hard can it be? You say to yourself? Hitting balls with a stick in the direction of a hole? Even though you have never played a second of golf, you imagine it cant be that hard. Until one day your bank calls and says they want to show you how its done, and you find yourself at Karen Country Club one morning. An elderly caddy is brought to show you the ropes, and everything you thought you knew flies out of the window. Leave alone hitting the ball into a hole. Just how to stand and hold the iron is a problem! After ten minutes only, your lower back wants to file for a restraining order on you. Oh, how many holes I missed! 😂😂😂. My head swelled with embarrassment. There was a golf tournament going on and the pros looked like they could do this while feeding a toddler. I on the other hand, was not swinging however much I tried. If I wasn’t missing, I was cultivating the ground like a combine harvester. Damn near turned a golf course into a cotton plantation in Ahero. There was a kid this high who was so good. Caught him once looking at me, and in my guilt, I imagined him wondering ‘I hope he finds whatever he’s digging for down there’. I guess that was a way to dispel notions I had about golf. It is not as easy as if looks - nothing ever is. Neither is it as elitist - anybody can play. and be good at it. Well, seems like anybody but me. It was a ton of fun, yes, but I am too shy to try again. My back and the green are both better for it. #NCBAGolfSeries —— 📷 @glaubenstudios_
    • It is Thursday, so I am bringing these back to the timeline to remind you of the joy that comes with sharing a drink with the people you care about. One garnished with cucumber, roses and laughter. #AMostUnusualGin #HendricksKE
    • When the Bucks said we should fear the deer, perhaps we should have paid more attention. Had a rough break last year, came back stronger, slow start to these finals and now just one win away from being crowned champions. Whatever happens in Game 6 and 7, the beauty of their journey to where they are now is a thing to behold. One thing about deers, they will never disappoint you. Not the ones in Milwaukee, definitely not the ones in Dufftown. To deers 🥃. ___ #WhereNext #FearTheDeer #GlenfiddichKE #WorldMostAwarded 📷 @gufydox
    • When we started, we drank what was available. Or what we could afford. So that meant the best drink was the one that was either expensive or free. But time does wonders to a person as it does a drink. You mature. You grow into yourself, and you develop a personality. Shaped by your surroundings, but not defined by them. You develop something you couldn’t even spell before without the help of autocorrect; palate. Suddenly, you like what you like and you make no apologies for it. Age statement on a bottle of Scotch matters, yes, but you no longer believe that whatever is older is necessarily better. They’re just different. Each for a separate occasion, or mood. A 15 with dinner. An 18 at a thanksgiving. A 21 -preferably with cigars - after winning a big case. And a Cru when the moment couldn’t possibly understand anything else. Like on the day your first child is born, or the day they walk down an aisle to take someone else’s name. But on every other day, for every other cause of celebration - like the continuity of friendship or the gift of life - you go back to where it all began. The Original 12. Patiently, you realize you’ve aged as well. —— #WhereNext #GlenfiddichKE #OurOriginal12 #WorldMostAwarded #LoveWhisky #WhyWeWhisky 📷 @gufydox
    • The final set from the Masai Mara photo dump will be this one-tusked ellie 🐘.
    • Couldn’t tell whether she was pregnant or just full. We found them after they had just eaten a wildebeest lunch.
    • A highly underrated wildlife photography subject. Love their patterns, and I think their long necks are quite majestic.
    • The circle of life isn’t all song and dance like they make it seem in the movies. Visit the Mara and you’d see. #NowTravelReady @kiliantravel
    • Even though I walk through the valley of the deer, I fear no evil. — #WhereNext #OurOriginal12 #GlenfiddichKE 📷 @gufydox
    • So the wildebeests are running a bit late. There was a false alarm about them starting to cross. Give it a couple more weeks before hitting up @kiliantravel Meanwhile, the majestic royalty of Masai Mara still stand watch over the plains. #NowTravelReady

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