The Nation (Nairobi)
6 September 2008
If you are a broke, newly-minted minister with only two nylon suits and acid in the stomach because your shopaholic wives have been running up bills, you have a tribe of in-laws and other villagers you have been giving money to impress with your importance and you have been running after young girls (whose expensive habits leave your eyes popping out) out of mid-life madness, what do you do?
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