Gilles Cartmans. A Sunday at the pool in Kigali (№ 183469)

Anyway after half an hour when Emerita drink Pepsi and talk to the Concierge Zozo, a whole army of taxi drivers will flock to the city. This evening from to the of gikondo Nyamirambo and, of course, in the district of whores with a suitable name of Sodom invent, and then go around blabbing that the President is dying of AIDS. The next day the rumor will be there to Butare, the day after tomorrow to Ruhengeri, the presidential estate. After a few days the head of state was terribly angry to learn that he's the only one who suspects is dying of AIDS, and then heads will roll. So the rumors and kill. And then they start checking.