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the backstory to why it brings memories (good or bad) for you
This one, this one, this one brings bad memories, my frens.... We got lost pamoja in the French Quarter. We were super young and in puppy luv. We were standing by the wall on a pavement with lots of humanity rushing by. All I remember was her taking refuge in my embrace as i put the jacket over us both because it was a bit chilly (Dec weather). This song was blaring from a nearby bar, not knowing what to do next in that big city. Imagine not knowing where to go next, its getting dark and there was no Whatsapp etc back then. Thankfully after about an hour of panic we see our buddies (who had disappeared without trace) walking down the street at a leisurely pace as if they had emerged from Gikomba market! I have never felt so happy and relieved seeing our fellow mwabrika like we did that day! She now lives in a different African country and we long ago lost touch. Memories jameni. I am sure wherever she is she remembers that day (and me) very well. Unfortunately, since I became a believer I do not listen to songs like these any more except very rarely like today.
Kelele makers and millenials please peleka upusi elsewhere, this is a serious, real and honest thread for grown folks only.