Delicate Chaos (2008)
“Maasai villagers, in from the great plains of the Maasai Mara, sat elbow to elbow with locals from the city, displaying their wares on rickety tables. Small children ran through the throngs of shoppers packed into the narrow streets. Pickpockets worked the crowd, searching out targets by instinct more than sight. No one with any common sense dressed well or wore jewelry in the tight confines of the marketplace. A menagerie of odors drifted in the stale morning air; sweet cabbage, pungent spices.... It was business as normal for Nairobi’s working class.
Two men pushed through the crowd, the thieves and beggars melting into the crowd as they approached. Police. Even without their uniforms, the men were like red flags to the unsavory. Something about the swagger in their step, the ruthlessness and arrogance in their eyes, told of power. Something bordering on evil.
Bawata Rackisha and his flunky slowed as they neared a booth selling cabbages, rice and potatoes.MoreLess
Two men pushed through the crowd, the thieves and beggars melting into the crowd as they approached. Police. Even without their uniforms, the men were like red flags to the unsavory. Something about the swagger in their step, the ruthlessness and arrogance in their eyes, told of power. Something bordering on evil.
Bawata Rackisha and his flunky slowed as they neared a booth selling cabbages, rice and potatoes.MoreLess
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