Today on the beach we were sitting me and my friend with our keneyan friend chilling. On the beach only kenyen workers can bee there because of the turist (weird) and all have a uniform to show they are working.

we were sitting there and then two cops come we didnt see them they didnt have their uniforms. so they say to our keneyan friend he wasnt suppose to be there. he told them that he hasnt the uniform with him but he has worked there earlier. They wanted to take him with them to the police station and get in court at monday. We sad that we wanted him to be with us that we told him to be with us. They chat a little ( waiting to see our move). Then the polise sad that they can let him free if the get a bribe. yeah they were after money only. so we gave them 500 kenyen shilling ( almost 50 in swedish) so theyget satiesfied and leaved us alone..

funny how it works cant be at theis own beach without getting caught. we asked our friend aboud this and he sad you can get you free from any crime just give the police money and they are satiesfied

a saaaad world................

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