Month: August 2020

When Covid-19 showed up unwanted, 7pm became the new 10pm. Even on Fridays. Usually, the city in the sun would be bustling with activity. Music would be booming from clubs, shops, and anywhere else with enough space to set up speakers. Hawkers would be selling their wares on the busy streets, shouting ‘beba na mia’ to anyone who passes by. Matatus would be hooting incessantly, jostling for space in a city chocking under the grip …