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There she was, about to hang as a strange Muthongo (white man) tried to bewitch her with his strange black cloak and funny half bald haircut. He raised a cross with a small idol on it, pulled out a piece of cloth and bewitched her with some water from a funny cup. Holly water they had told her. She just found their customs strange… why would you bewitch someone before you kill them? Even stranger was the fact that this white man was speaking two different tongues… ‘In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti’ the white man said. According to another muthongo very few white men understood the strange tongue, which she remembers hearing during a mass in kasoneki (Catholic). Then the other muthongo whose head was covered in a gakonia (Sack) walked up to the gallows to pull a lever that they had told her would open a trapdoor and hang her… She flashed back to her wedding, she was so shy, so innocent all those years ago. She remembers the muthongo (white man) t

How long is 60 seconds?  The simple answer would be one minute. Philosophically speaking time is the experience of durations thus in reality 60 seconds can pass in the blink of an eye but at times it can feel like a lifetime.  I had always thought I would die a natural death; sleep never to wake up again. Old and grey surrounded by family. I never figured it would end like these two gunshots and a pool of blood. Her cries and tears, strangers trying to pull her away from my bleeding body. Her eyes and being willing me to live as they try to bring breathe to my lifeless body. To live 30 years and die in a minute from two bullets meant to scare, one from the law and the other from the wrong side of the law.  Am getting a head of myself, lets go back to the beginning: It was a normal day for the three of us we all did our morning routines, one innocent man, a bank robber and a cop. No stranger threesome has ever been concocted. 5:20  we all woke up and looked to the si