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We were meant to go to mount Elgon to speak to farmers who were disillusioned at their crops dying because there was no rain. The plan changed when Amos, the local TV reporter I was shadowing, got a phone call from the police.
By Will Heilpern | Notebook | Tuesday, 27 August 2013 at 2:01 am
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