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The top of Mlimwa, marked with lichen, nature’s much prettier graffiti. We stood and admired the view for a while. It was raining. Whipped by drizzle, drenched with sweat, I followed Mr Magige on the descent. He told me he climbs the rock once a day, morning or evening. I am happy to say that I climbed it too, once.