Drifted away from paradise

It smells of samosas. Samosas, dumplings and curry. The air squeezes through the small crack that links the hot air outside with the…


The Prince of Kayamandi

Nkosana likes tourists. He finds them interesting. Why else would the four-year-old accompany them step by step down the dusty roads? Kayamandi is…


High Adrenaline in No Man’s Land

“See you again,” mumbles the immigration officer. He stamps my passport with force, pushes it back under the glass pane and garnishes his…


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