Here’s mine…
CBD. Luthuli
It’s 2007 nimepata letter ya uni (not to be named)… Just from picking it from the unnamed uni.
Nlikuwa na kaloose 200 nikaingia that place lanyes separated themselves with bedsheets/curtains… A shot was 100. Forgetting the name.
I’d go there when I was in town and needed to burst a but. Never had the same lanye twice.
I went like two floors up and this Ethiopian convinced me to go with her… Nikikula vitu, simu ikatolewa kwa trouser, it was up to my knees.
I was so pissed but I was back then a skinny little boy and when I tried to raise drama they ganged up on me and threatened to strip me and kick me out.
Feeling defeated nikatoka… Walked out and got into a supermarket around Umo mats…
Dunno what I was going to buy but the rage had me buy a knife and go back for my phone.
This is all in the afternoon, around 3-4pm…
I walked up the stairs to the brothel and revealed the knife vile nlifika the floor I had slices…
Whole place went mad… The Lanye’s screamed and run and locked themselves into their rooms…
I asked for my phone and they all denied and continued screaming…
Lucky/Unlucky for me, cops had come to collect ushuru or were attracted by the pandemonium… I dunno… I tried throwing away the blade but some lanye saw it and told the cops…
Kijana was handcuffed and slapped severally…
All the while I maintained a calm demeanor hadi they asked what’s wrong…
I made up a story about the phone being my old man’s, and I’d gone out with it just coz I had to get the uni docs… Showed them those too.
They talked to the lanye and I got back my phone.
One of the cops was from our side of the bundus, so tukaongea mother tongue.
We left the place nikiwa handcuffed and a crowd had gathered outside but gladly no news people yet and this was before decent phone cameras were all over.
Never set foot there again