sunset saga

The Darien Gap is a dense and dangerous swath of tropical rainforest located in Central America, between Panama and Colombia. It is a region of impassable terrain, including swamps, rivers, marshes, and mountains. The area is notorious for being very difficult to navigate due to its rugged landscape, lack of infrastructure, and the presence of drug trafficking and other criminal activities. As a result, there is no road or highway connecting North and South America through the Darien Gap. Travelers looking to move between Panama and Colombia must either fly or take a boat around the gap. Some adventurous souls have attempted to cross the Darien Gap on foot or by bike, but it is extremely dangerous and not recommended due to the risk of getting lost, encountering armed groups, or being exposed to diseases and harsh conditions. Efforts have been made to address the issue of connectivity in the region, with proposals for building a road or a railway through the Darien Gap. However, these

  I have a single red shirt in my closet. I only put it on when all my other shirts are dirty or if I feel a certain way on a warm, sunny morning. This time, I put it on because it was the only one within my reach. The bus conductor was yelling gibberish into my ears with a heavy Kisii accent. He was saying something about how I had kept them waiting for one hour at the stage, yet my watch told me I was only two minutes late. It sounded almost as if he was crying. To save him his tears and vocal chords, I grabbed the closest shirt and left with my luggage. I realised later it was a red shirt. Childhood was fun before the advent of flat screen TVs and smart phones. We lived every moment to the fullest. Unlike these cerelac babies, we had hands-on experience with life. Our knees and feet were moulded into hard pads due to the continuous interaction with the coarse ground. Back then, when we did something, we genuinely loved it. We would pour our hearts out to derive pleasure from every