Kenya, a post-apocalyptic wonderland where the sun never sets. The streets are filled with people who have come from all over to seek refuge in this forgotten land. The air is thick with smoke and cooking oil, and the sound

"Kenya, a post-apocalyptic wonderland"In the heart of Kenya, there is a place where the sun never sets. The streets are filled with people who have come from all over to seek refuge in this forgotten land. The air is thick with the smell of smoke and cooking oil, and the sound of laughter and chatter fills the air.The streets are lined with rusty corrugated iron that has been painted over with graffiti. The buildings are crumbling, but they still stand tall against the sky. In one corner of this post-apocalyptic world, there is a woman cooking on an old barrel stove. She wears a tattered dress and her hair is tied back in a messy bun. Her face is covered in soot, but she smiles as she stirs the pot on top of the firewood stove.The men around her are dirty and ragged, but they smile at her as she passes by. They know that she is their protector, their guardian angel in this desolate place where nothing grows except for weeds and trash. They watch as she prepares their meals over an open flame using scraps of metal from old cars that have been discarded on the street corner outside her shack-like home.As night falls, Kenya comes alive with a new energy that only exists during these times when everything seems to be at its darkest hour before dawn breaks through once again bringing light into this forgotten land filled with hope for those who dare to dream again after years of suffering under oppressive regimes or wars fought by foreign powers who never truly cared about them or their plight