KAYAYO’S ABODE
Where does the "kayayo" pass the night after a hard day’s work? They improvise; they have corridors of shops for rooms, cardboards for bed, each other for pillows and the night breeze for comfort as the night chameleons today.
One cannot help but sympathize with these
unfortunate children of nature. How safe are those who sleep in giants houses?
The rich fellow has built a large house furnished it with all the goodness of
life, he has fastened its corners with iron gates, he has hired a night watch,
he may even have a loaded gun under his sleeves, yet sleep hardly comes to him
because he is thinking about the deviant outside who can pounce on him despite
his security networks. What should the
little "kayayo" who has no roof over her head? She has no protection, nothing.
She could be raped by anyone who wants somewhere to release his lust, abused by
any nonchalant who has no respect for womanhood, kidnapped by any business … or
be killed by anyone whose wheels have taken the wrong turn. 
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