Sunday night, I’m seated towards the end of a long dinner table, which are basically three or so tables rammed together to create that Romanian effect. The restaurant is in White Elephant hotel, an Italian spoon in Malindi; small, …
I like boxing. It’s crude and primal. It’s blood, gore and aggression. And it’s down dirty. You use your knuckles to pound another man’s head until they submit to you. Until they hit the canvas and
