The poorest man in Uganda.
January 18th 2008 Having finally made it back to my feet, I’m on the first bus out of Kampala, desperate for a change of pace. Sitting at the “Source of the Nile,” Jinja is a quiet, leafy respite from the capital’s congested mayhem. The center of town is colorful and compact - brightly painted shops, flowery sidewalks, women selling withered produce in the market - and around it dirt roads shoot out toward
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