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In sleepy Nzara, where celebrities are few and far between, Ruwadi Monti became an instant hit, stirring the town to life. Tickets for his concert sold like hot cakes, and the various tribes soon began squabbling over them. The black market set up a roaring trade, and the town was filled with the chaotic noise and bustle that a star-studded concert never failed to produce.
From the early morning, Ruwadi prowled the town’s busiest thoroughfare, with Darina and the Francophone concert organisers in tow. The street was thronging with farmers, factory workers, wandering salesmen and hunters from the nearby jungles. Beggars and orphans lined the pavements, proffering their hands in the hope of a rare gesture of generosity.
Ruwadi spent the day running his hands over the posters on the wa
