The Day The Music (Almost) Died

There was a loud bang, and the bus veered off the Harare-Bulawayo highway. It swerved into the roadside ditch and crashed on its side, plunging the interior into darkness as the windows disappeared and the only[…]

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The prologue to a story

PROLOGUE The television droned a low, incomprehensible monologue. It provided a soundtrack to the ceaseless imagery of devastation and destruction flickering across my screen. There was nothing new, or surprising, in watching high definition film[…]

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