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"... the KASA party leader Mumbo was captured by our camera man shaking hands and laughing along with men wearing dark suits and  glasses right after the rally in the metropolis stadium..." Says the news anchor of the 24/7 news broadcasting channel. I had to tune out the rest of the words. Every day it's the same thing . Politics! Why exactly are we supposed to be interested in his shaking hands with men in dark suits and glasses? Could be his body guards. News anchors these days broadcast anything whether it makes sense or not! I could still hear the woman's voice rumbling on and on as I down the contents of my glass . I look up and see the small TV high up there behind the counter. The bar tender is paying too much attention to it like he'll sit an exam tomorrow about it all. I get his attention by tugging on the little white towel over his shoulder. He looks at me his eyebrows scrunched in annoyance for a second before he schools his expre

I begrudgingly give my money to the woman in the booking office of the bus I will be traveling on to the capital. I mean it was the last of the money I had on me. She gives me a tiny ticket with the bus plate number and my details on it. I look at it like it could magically change to my money so I could walk out of there and back to my house to prepare for the interview. I didn't think I would have run out of money this soon. And I also didn't think it would have been me buying a ticket to go see a woman I haven't seen for like two decades. Yeah, I'm outrageous and completely stupid. But for some reason I feel like I'm doing the right thing. I hope that's the case otherwise I'm so screwed. Oh well, I was born screwed. I jump into the bus and find my isle seat. I hate isle seats for a reason! There is always a fat woman with many heavy luggage walking through and they bump into you severally apologizing all the while. Then there is always some k