Mmegi

A quiet erosion

Adventure often begins with a question mark, and few settings carried more mystery than a steam train cutting through the African night of days bygone.

The carriages swayed with an almost artful rhythm, the whistle echoing across vast stretches of wilderness where electricity was scarce and darkness pressed close.

Smoke curled into a sky jewelled with stars, as if the locomotive were sketching secret maps amongst the constellations.

Editor's Comment
Mob justice isn't just

A young man suspected of breaking into a car was seized by residents, severely assaulted, and died in the hospital within an hour. We unreservedly condemn this mob justice. It is not a solution to crime, but a criminal offence that turns citizens into murderers.Residents are understandably angry about theft. The person who raised the alarm at 4am acted lawfully, and the neighbours who rushed to help showed community spirit. But what followed was...

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