If you visited Sabina Joy nightclub in the late 80s and had ten shillings to spare, you’d get a girl for the night. Ten shillings would also fetch you a girl from Modern Green Day and Night Club, on …

You hear voices. They drift over the fence just after sunrise. Small village talk. Voices of men, mostly because women are back at home, swiping the kitchen, lighting fires. What they lack in volume, they make up for in …

A group of girls outside McMillan Library hand out balaclavas and Kenyan flags. Everybody asks: How much? And they say something you don’t hear often in this economy; It’s free. When you look up at the looming pillared doorway, …

We are going to get older and out of touch. Our children will be gone. So will our backs and knees. We will need spectacles to read. We will be taking some pills or the other every morning; something …