Ever bustling city life! The strident voices of the conductors of commercial buses could be heard afar off. No matter how sultry the weather, there were always hawkers advertising their goods. The traders who had stalls and umbrellas were fortunate, those who had kiosks were more fortunate, and those had shops, built or rented, were the most fortunate. Children who should be in the classrooms could be seen hawking oranges, sweets, buns and sachet water. Those who had been fortunate to be sent to school by their parents and guardians would also choose to roam the streets like orphans, in their school uniforms. At Orita Meta or Bere, you could even see some of those sagged off children dancing to the tunes of music on the streets, in front of beer parlours, shirts tucked out of their shorts or trousers. In the streets, you would find students who had reached the secondary school class smoking cigar. If cigarettes get them nauseous, they could have a sachet of alcoholic drink while their ...
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