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Not all the things our eyes see are good to talk about. We meet things that break us emotionally. The death comes because our hands are tied yet we have to live. These are the sweet nothings that we wished you we could turn about.
This young man, in the morning left perhaps his family behind to look for a means of survival. He chose not to go and steal but to hawk his merchandise on one of the busy streets of Kampala. This, the city officials have said is illegal; being found hawking any item on the street.
He was lost in argument with a client bargaining on a photo frame. He wanted the client to increase only by a small percentage of 1% when City Official nabbed him. A colleague quickly pulled away the other photo frames, lest they be confiscated. He was dragged to the waiting city official truck for interrogation.
We all looked on- because the law says so. There are many like him, they cannot come out to complain lest they risk detention without trial. Whether he survived or not, the City Official knows.
Street survival continues, the strong hearted will live, the heartbroken will find the means to.