The weather was very cold which drew moderate.
This situation caused the cold drinkers add a measure of intoxication.
Among the famous streets that are flooded in-period is Buguruni.
Quite close to a large market of Buguruni no popular pub called Sewa.Umaarufu of bars and businesses that derive most popular body which is made by prostitutes who are known as sister poa.Kulikuwa with the greatest concentration of people of different ages except children.
Few arrived there just to get a drink.
This area contains many prostitutes who sell themselves cheaply.
There are people with their spouses who are good customers of this business of prostitution, thus making this area with great excitement.
It is a wonderful place because many of its customers are those who see it fit to condemn the afternoon, when the stones coffee or building on the emerging move on bus, but it is good customer enters the dark.
Many people were sitting on this Bars with common goals, if you do not sell themselves then they are buying.
Many men were sitting on chairs while the chosen one, and in a manner that could not be discovered. ..... How they called them, those women was another art form it.
There are those who called were asked to sign a winking, there are those who pretend to go out and touches they wanted in a way that no one would be able to discover more of the one touched, there were also those who were able to confront the prostitutes in the style that most defeated, they are those who like embarrassment stems and veins some of them had been cut or totally absent there who were also waiting for the area in which they felt would vow lamp light, these were dark ambush areas before starting their chombezo.
They used to talk through them one by one as they prayed aloud wapunguziwe prices again that even a person who is in the corner he heard.
"This is your problem, trying to get over the cold or wet then you tupandishia price." Complained one of them after seeing the price has risen slightly this time of winter.
Suddenly, a woman who went into a couple of minutes he captured the feelings of many. He was a tall handsome woman that ilipambwa well with mascara and other cosmetics.
He wore a short green dress half lap which allowed him to be out. He was filled with good feet and make several men take them mate as someone who sees lemons eaten before him.
Its color was a water pulse though the lap was white as it was before you got there lilikoishia gown. Mchuchumio of black shoes and gowns that were contained within the well that space to be charged with long sleeves or short of belts which had passed the gown ililishikilia well. Part of the quarter allowed the bosom breasts which were full of good to be out.
As long each man chose to eat inside part iliyomvutia and stare.
There were staring at the chest, are impressed with the feet, wapo..wapo ... were there only because they lack?
He walked slowly while being escorted from the eyes of men-hungry hyenas. To the surprise of many he chose a table that was empty.
For someone who looked good woman had found only one blemish.
He was not happy.
He seemed puzzled by something, it gave him much thought to the amount of customer desiring to not commit the same day.
With seven years of experience to work as prostitutes for the first time he found himself refused to customers which attracted more customers and make them wapandishe dau.
It was not easy to catch him for that day. One of 'prostitutes' age fellow who appeared to be the least he did not tolerate the situation, he doubted.
This was shown to be more closely that of being all nimakahaba.
"What you are sick Vero sister today?" Asked the girl.
"No, my little tired, exhausted market itself." He spoke clearly and make the girl to remain open mouth as if it were the last thing he expected to hear.
Looked at Vero's face, and getting excited after seeing Vero in tears.
"What have you Vero sister?" She kept asking the girl whose age was between the ages of fourteen and seventeen. Instead of answering Vero he continued to flow with tears.
The situation has made him one questioner to tears too.
Akajikuta crying without knowing kinachomliza yake.Hali the sister of sorrow for those prostitutes bars ikazusha questions there. For fear of continuing to pull over people's feelings. Veronika arose while accompanied by his assistant in crying. "Why are you crying sister." He went on to ask the girl.
"Do not cry my little Sara This is my cry we just walk me home."
"No sister, your cry is mine, I feel pleasure to continue the business when you cry, you are my guardian sister, you are my beloved, you are a father, you are a mother I can not sisters would you do nothing, remember when I was ......... .." Did Not Finish whatever he wanted to talk was interrupted by cries were choangua both.
Their journey ikawafikisha behind bars Kimboka Buguruni shell. They came to a house that was sold to local brew. One mother who was dense dealer came to meet them.
They had already shafuta tears and try their best to conceal the state of crying.
"What about my children, why have you returned so early today?" Asked the woman chest scoring well wrapper which began to weaken.
"We're mothers have seen this day early to rest entirely" replied Vero as he entered, followed by his younger brother who had been filled with questions about what was kinamliza his sister. He did not go inside. Mama Second, the woman sold alcohol dense went to block the door while properly tighten his wrapper that was approaching open.
"Right you are mad eeh children. Supposedly we are tired. "While pinch his nose." You think that if you do not work you can contribute here what cost? "
"Mama just one day."
Mama II was holding one of the pillars of his house while watching those brothers who had disappeared in darkness. He did not believe as they departed from the truth. Where would you go with them are his captives? That's what I do know is always but today things were different. She waited several minutes to see if they come back asking if he was willing to submit to but it was not
Veronika shoes, were the couple and floor corridors of the health center Tabata informal school ringing. Back was followed closely by his little Sara, until that time, he had not understood What brought her sister at the center of Afya.Kadri they had toward some more he feel because of his sister come you did not Measure, not a weight measure that many residents of the city of Dar es salaam is deceiving as they liked to be the proof of the quality of their health. It would weight would measure even Buguruni. It was a measure that 'mabrazameni' and 'masistaduu' Many do not want to hear, couples and especially men afraid and instead waiting for a response from their wives when they become pregnant. AIDS. She was amazed as her sister is in the queue for that.
"Business itself to come to market itself to what measure?" He contended himself with the thought in mind that it.When as suddenly. Vero turned and began whispering to ear. It would be a queue of ordinary people would prick up the ears to know Vero and its limited whispering what, but here yaliwashinda. Queues testing, especially for someone who tested the first time is not a game. Everyone was in serious condition in which he knew himself only to himself. No one had time to gossip there.
"Listen, my youngest, I came to measure my health I want to know, if you want us to go enter together, it did not force your discretion."
It was restored Sara is sometimes compete with himself.
"Let me never go ?." It was a difficult question to himself last. Though he was younger than fourteen years but knew well the problems arising from the transmission of the virus so dangerous.
"Ah. Why should I fear? If you die, why there are so many who died for different diseases.? You must weigh ". He gave up the matter. "I'm ready sisters." He whispered after agreeing with himself being the need for testing, he teamed up with her sister to go pick up a card for vipimo.Hatimaye turn came.
"Number thirteen enter, fourteen prepare." It was the voice of a nurse who had a special card that came queue for testing.
Vero he looks at his cards again confirming that it was the number thirteen fourteen numbers was limited
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