An ode to Steven Lyazi

Steven unraveled stories the way a weaver worked his cloth, etching unexpected movements into every colorful detail. We met him our first day in Uganda, a country so intense to us Americans habituated to the quiet of Rwanda. Kampala's heat, road traffic, dust, aggression and general chaos was a stark contrast to any city I’d... Continue Reading →

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