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00:06Bigger sign. Dawn. Again. But now the wooden sign is bigger. Hand-painted, no matter Rolex,
00:16CTU, clean tasty Ugandan. Customer's queue. Not because she is outside a bar. Because she
00:24is crisp, ripped, clean, neat, precision beyond competition and reasoning with what resonates
00:28with their visions. Her Rolex resonates. It tastes like work. She doesn't keep it. She teaches.
00:38A young girl from Katanga, 14, school dropouts. Flower on hands. Namida, soft roll slow. Don't
00:48tear. Like life, if you rush, it tears. Yarn and combat to be noticed by the many. Now
00:56she is noticed as a teacher. Not as a statistic in my file. Askari, KCCA permit. Where is permit?
01:06No permit, we close. Namida, holding papers tight I have. I applied. Opposition manufacturing
01:15environments that intoxicated your own adorations. KCCA. City council. Former bar boss who tipped
01:24them. Red flags in plain sight. They don't want her to change. Because if she changes, their
01:31story about her breaks. KCCA permits and licensing. Q number 054. 8 AM to 3 PM. Bureaucracy is another
01:43bar. You stand, you wait, you are judged. Elvis, in queue, tired we were here yesterday. Namida,
01:52and we will be here tomorrow. Until they see us. Night. Single room. Lamplight. Shilling notes.
02:04Rent receipt, overdue. She is again disowned, disorganized, disoriented, demotivated. The 4Ds
02:12return. It's easy to stop, rather not easy to change them all at once. She counts. Not enough.
02:20She cries. But she doesn't go back to Kuwemp Road. Not tonight. Morning. Her friends from the bar
02:31come. Not customers. Sisters. They bring tomatoes, onions. For your stall, Namada. The ones the community
02:42called, those women, now bring food for the community. Perspective changes. Namada, standing in Katanga
02:50the hall, no microphone. I am not here to tell you to stop judging. I'm here to tell you why
02:56you
02:56judge. The community I survive has to change its perspective ways about others' choices. You respected
03:03the child version of me. Respect the woman version too. She is trying harder than life to only see you
03:11smile again. Silence. Then claps. One. Two. Many. Close up. Hands. Pen. Paper. Lease agreement, shop number 12,
03:28Owaino Market. Key on table. UGX notes. This is her 1 million. Not given. Earned. Signing.
03:39Yellow and blue. Kitenge colors. She paints. Elvis paints. Paint on hands, on shirts, on hope. Building a shop
03:52is easier than building trust. But they are doing both. Joyful. Grand opening. CTU. Clean tasty Ugandan.
04:04Mother cuts ribbon. Community claps. No Boda hooting to harass. Boda hooting to celebrate. She is no longer
04:14that woman pulled into prostitution. She is Namada of CTU. Trying hardest to see their own businesses
04:22progress first and now her business progresses.
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