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korispective · 10 years ago
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Catching light before night #nrb #nairobi #kenya #safarikenya #ngara #tao #cbd #travelkenya #traveling #wanderlust #matatu #mathree #sundown #thikaroad #publictransport
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Blue Springs #bluespringshotel # nairobi #thikaroad #swimo # Swimmingpool #swimming #kenya #254 #safirikenya #travelkenya #traveling #wanderlust
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Sweet# advertisement #wanderlust # nairobi #safirikenya #traveling #travelkenya #sweets #cancer #cancerawareness
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korispective · 10 years ago
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#Ngumba Guy - #Nairobi #nairobis #wanderlust #Kenya #safirikenya #travelkenya
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Remnants of the British Black Panther’s Lost Legacy
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Thika Road My Dear
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korispective · 10 years ago
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“Why don’t we have some fun?” You fucking piece of garbage. I’m not so fucking stupid. I’m not so naive. Pounds of flesh, we are to you. Overflowing in blackness. Or is it the fatness that gets you? Both you say, Like a child revealing his secret About his imaginary world Where some people are convenient technologies “I can fuck that?” Go fuck yourself. Your racism is not my safe space. Fat-phobic, racist bastard. I’m not sitting here for your pickings. I’m am not your empty body, You’re craving love and perpetuating pain Emptiness looking to perceived emptiness. My emptiness is from vile creatures Scraping away from me, Inside out. Pounds of flesh gone, Maybe, Maybe to the eye, But inside it hangs loose and slows me down. When you touched me I didn’t know Those hands were toxic with racist thoughts strangely gliding over me for your meaningless satisfaction. Poison. You have nothing in life but family maybe a few friends. Maybe. I wonder why? Are you light, like a balloon? Free from responsibility? That’s called living a soulless life.. Are balloons really happy? Maybe that’s what you deserve. Emptiness. Unhappiness. Alone. Ness. As you please, you racist, fat-phobic bastard.
“A Little Thing I Call Poison. Or Is it Disease?” by Yosef.
About Yosef:
“‘Artist’ is too flattering a word to describe her. She simply expresses, and in more ways than one. Yosef enjoys peeling back the layers of global politics, including conflict, economics, identity and diaspora. Yosef is a member of the Eritrean Diaspora. Much of her upbringing and the political dynamics of Eritrea inform her work. She is constantly shifting to identify and re-identify herself in a changing world.”
(via dynamicafrica)
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korispective · 10 years ago
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My city. Bathed in that golden light of the sun. #Nairobi (at Nairobi, Kenya)
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korispective · 10 years ago
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View of #Nairobi from #UoN
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korispective · 10 years ago
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That akward moment when music mixes with #matatu hooting. Strictly #NRB!
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korispective · 10 years ago
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Sitting in a #matatu while #nairobis clouds are crying heavily. #rain #Kenya #Nairobi
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korispective · 10 years ago
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#Istanbul to #Nairobi
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Castle in the city...
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That Nairobi light….
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Scaring the wolves away.  Model is myself on this one. Facebook
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korispective · 10 years ago
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Vienna IV by Dan Kori [korispective.de]
A calm moment in the beautiful city of Vienna
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