Looking young, enthusiastic, wet-behind-the-ears, his life like a blank cheque. Those eyes, those squinty eyes, innocent as they were, were bound to conquer Uganda, to capture Africa, to win and break hearts, to travel the world. He was far from East Africa’s finest, far from Daniella’s dreams. He was a strapping kid with a face of a virgin. Possibly, he was a virgin, too… Jose Chameleone as a young innocent kid.
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