Sunday started off a drab gray as I entered into Nairobi . The skies were gray and heavy with rain that sporadically dripped on the dismal, dirty streets. My friend and I had taken public transportation into the city so that we could attend a church service. We had to walk for about 20 minutes through the streets, the hustle and bustle of people, vendors selling their wares, cars, music blaring from radios and many other obstacles. I passed a couple of people that caught and held my attention. There were a few street boys in tattered clothing, devoid of color. There was one that seemed to be encased in a layer of grayness from the top of his dirt encrusted hair, ashen skin, down to the what was left of his shoes. His face had
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