Africa Is a Country | 03.04.2026 17:00
Last year, in one of those overly fun Nairobi evenings that tricks you into thinking the world is orderly, I was walking along Tom Mboya Street, with its streetlights flickering on, and the last of the matatus coughing exhaust into the dusk, and me, just out of a literary event, still carrying the residual buoyancy that follows extended conversation about books.
