Postcards From The Edge

Teka, an Ethiopian immigrant who was eking out a living from a small Spaza shop built inside a container, simply uttered out this one word when he saw my loaded bicycle. I have to admit that I prefer the equally common “what is your mission?”, “what are you fundraising for?” or “where is your car?”. At least I have straightforward answers to those, but this is one I hardly have figured out myself, let alone give a satisfactory answer on the fly on the side of the road… In a way, as impossible to answer as in a 100-word postcard.