I would like to introduce one of my favorite people in Aweil: M'Barak, the tailor. He is personally responsible for keeping me in high Congolese style. Aweil doesn't have much for style so we have to look west to Brazzaville in order to keep up with true African fashion.
If neocolonialism weren't already rampant in central Africa with all our cooks, watchmen and drivers, the concept of having your clothes tailor made for you is completely foreign and old fashioned in the Western world. Despite the fact that is not only cheaper than buying Chinese mass manufactured garments in the market and widely accepted as the way most people purchase clothing it still feels a bit strange and extravagant. Well, when in Rome....err Aweil. 
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