Machinga Hustle – Kariakoo

I started with a plastic bucket and a handful of socks in Kariakoo. I’d walk under the sun shouting “soksi elfu moja!” Day after day, I saved every shilingi I could. Eventually, I bought a small kibanda. Today, I import bales of clothes from China and supply to other machinga across Dar. It’s not just socks anymore—it’s a wholesale hustle now. From street dust to real deals.