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Taxi Tales: In Issa’s Taxi

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: Issa tried to get everyone into their taxi. In the beginning, he would shout at Issa, trying to get him to see some pedestrians would always be just that: pedestrians. A taxi was not for them. But Issa would not listen. Issa would insist, “Taata, we're the last Democrats left in this land. Abantu bakoowu. Our […]

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Taxi Tales: The Mulalu Stage

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: Everyone calls him Mulalu. No one knows where he came from. No one can chase him from the stage. No one would dare. To chase him would mean to confront him. No one wants to do that. The taxi drivers try from time to time. But most of their conductors will not bother to jump out […]

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Taxi Tales: End of an Affair

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: He left her life the way he entered it: in a taxi. Somehow this was a fault with her. “Can't you at least pretend to own a car by hiring one once in a while?” she had often asked. Leaving, he realised he should have started to worry when she stopped asking. There was a lot […]

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Taxi Tales: Suffocating in a Taxi with cheap perfume

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: We stumbled out of the taxi like gas chamber escapees: faces screwed up, on tottery legs. Blinking into the bright sunlight like stunned night clubbers. No one able to immediately walk away from the taxi with goose stepping purpose. Secretly surveying each other before we dispersed. One last time. Our nostrils clearing up. Everybody was taking […]

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Taxi Tales: Kampala with no Traffic

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: We were travelling into the city, in the morning silence. Contemplatively quiet, were those who were awake, and the sleepers looking for our shoulders like we were their sweethearts. Just another day going into the city to look for paper with Tumusiime Mutebile's signature. Except it wasn't. The city was rushing up to us faster than […]

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Taxi Tales: Watch out for those night taxis!

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: A friend of mine just died: Thomas Pere. Killed Sunday night in a taxi. Sunday night, people. Somehow it seems wrong that anyone should die on a Sunday night. Murdered. Losing the fight of his life in a speeding taxi down Kampala-Entebbe highway, way past midnight. I see his death more vividly than all the deaths […]

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Taxi Tales: Fool Me Once!

By David Tumusiime, Uganda: I'm no fool in Kampala, I like to think. This is my city and I know her ways. Drop me anywhere in Kampala and I know someone somehow there. I was born and raised here. There shouldn't be anything about Kampala that surprises me. We grew up knowing that if a man walking in-front of you […]

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