Scarcely a month in the wake of settling down,Mr Nice began hitting neighborhood bars to while his nighttimes away requesting bottle after many bottles.
On an apathetic evening,Mr Nice began hitting some rundown,makuti bar to play pool with the Boda folks for a considerable length of time. Drinking his entire night away,laughing and blending with the barmaids,taking a Boda home after a night of wastage and wantonness.
“Amekuwa jamaa wa mtaa tu… Jamaa wa kawaida huku… Mimi nimembeba mara crowd… Saa ingine hata halipangi Boda… Huwa ameshaakunywa pesa yote… Lakini namfikisha tu nyumbani… ” one Boda administrator told Ghafla.
Continuously the tipple-cherishing boozer,Mr Nice proceeded with his inebriated and whoring ways,eventually get to know some barmaid who used to work at the Blue Bridge bar situated in the neighboring Jam City ghettos.
Everyday,Mr Nice began going by the Blue Bridge bar to suffocate himself in liquor as well as to see his girl,the barmaid.