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Monkey Coincidences

One day, I walked into a roadside Thika hotel and ordered beef-ugali with greens for 180 bob. The plate they served me was a bit strange. It had a tiny piece of ugali and a plate full of beef. 

The beef was much larger than the 300 bob worth of beef I usually bought from my local butcher. I started to wonder how the hotel could possibly make a profit , or if they had mistakenly given me someone else's order.

Despite my confusion, I was too hungry to care. I leaned closer to the table, pinched a handful of ugali, squeezed it with my palms, picked three pieces of beef, and started eating. I ate to a full stomach. 

I then ordered a glass of juice. I was feeling too full to even walk. As I sipped on my juice, resting and giving my stomach pets time to also have a treat of the food in my stomach,  I started scrolling through Facebook. 

To my horror, I stumbled upon a news piece about three men who had been arrested in Embu for possessing monkey meat destined for Thika Town.

I hate coincidences.

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