Stuck at Ngara in traffic. A beggar, looking like he was going to collapse and die in a second, limped to a car beside my taxi and knocked on its window. For a minute, the driver ignored him. The beggar knocked on, rather persistently,
like he had noticed pity on the face of one of the passengers. The passenger seemed elderly. In a short conversation, it seemed like she instructed the driver to pull the window down. A generous elderly woman.
Within a split second, the beggar snatched one of the passengers’ phone while the elderly woman was reaching her purse to give him something. The beggar wasn’t frail, he had faked his guise as bait. Never seen a man run as faster as he did through a legion of jam-parked cars.
Nairobi. Thieves in Nairobi will approach you camouflaged in all kind of harmless beings.
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