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Jubilant greetings to you, Celestino! How is the atmospheric pressure in your corner? 

The man who held the fort for me many a time, and who once saved me from bandits, is leaving Laikipia for his own home

15 February 2014

9:00 AM

15 February 2014

9:00 AM

 Laikipia

‘I am old and cannot work again,’ said Celestino. ‘But you are 46 and we have many years to go.’ ‘No. Working for you has made me blind.’ ‘We went over that and the optician said you need reading glasses because you are in your forties…’ He shakes his head: ‘I’m never going to have another job.

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