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Two years ago, when I had no job, to kill boredom, I usually go to the newspaper stand to argue politics. I’ll wake up early, have a quick bath, dress nicely and use a good smelling perfume.
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Leave home and go to the Newspaper vendor shop three streets away, arguing over everything. From politics, sports, to even personal relationships. The Newspaper stand has its government and leadership structure.
The longer you visit the shop, the more power you have over arguments. If you’re visiting for the first time or your first week, don’t dare put your mouth in any ideas. Keep shut.
I made that mistake when I saw it the first time, it was a political discussion that was happening, and someone said Trump and Hitler were related, and that’s why Trump wants to destroy America.
I immediately debunked the statement, went into a length counter-argument about how they’re unrelated and how Trump doesn’t have such powers to destroy America. This led to my second mistake. No matter how much you knew, keep shut.
The whole stand was quiet, and I felt like a preacher. By the time I was done, a short, hawk-like man named & #39;Shashangi’ pushed me inside the gutter. He didn’t need to say anything else. I understood.
But, by the time I spent a month at the stand, I became known as the & #39;Professor.’ My arguments were final. Whenever I spoke, passerby& #39;s stop and listen. Even Shashangi bought me food from Karimo’s shop weekly.
I dare not miss a day. Boys will look for me at home. Those times were exciting except the days when spit entered four mouths and felt like you& #39;ve kissed a dude whose mouth smelled like a latrine.
But on rare occasions, women joined our discussions, and they were allowed to speak freely irrespective of seniority. I learned quite a several things from that stand. You& #39;ll be amazed how much these & #39;uneducated’ guys know.
But there were times when these guys spoke nonsense, like when they were having a loud-mouthed argument about which is better, & #39;Breast or Ass.’ it ended with a shred of a broken bottle on someone’s head.
My last day there was an emotional one, I had gotten a new job offer in another state, and so I had to move. A lot of men came to me, confessing that they learnt a thing or two from me. I was delighted.
I was glad they did because I got more than I deserved from them after all my new Job was obtained from the newspaper stand.
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