Osei Kweku pushes his way in a wheelchair through the busy streets of Adabraka. He carries his shop on his lap with the quiet air of wisdom and an incredible tenacity on life on his interestingly designed tie, tucked in a blazer, and a white shirt that�s slightly dirty but well kept; the kind of mangled �well kept unkemptness� that intuitively informs you, that this is his only presentable work attire.