The Monitor (Kampala)
17 August 2008
It's a frosty Thursday morning in the north central Tanzanian district of Kondo, am standing in a rusty street side shade in an effortless attempt to escape from the hard-hitting sun of Kondoa Township. Anxiously, I look left and right as I wait for Musa Bingwa (my aide and tour guide), who is gone to buy a few refreshments before we embark on our much anticipated mission.
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