February 2015
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OVERHEARD… At the Edgars Make-up Counter
“So… you come from Zambia?” “Yes!” (smiles) “Lovely. So it’s like, is it like a country or an island, or what?” Silence. “You know, because it sounds like an island. Zambia. Zammmmbia.”
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Some of us were never meant to understand
The title is rather dramatic for the actual content of this post. What I want to talk about, and what has been on my mind all morning is: how the fuck does everybody else know what’s going on? And by ‘what’, I mean ‘everything’. I spend my life in a perpetual state of confusion. I […]
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OVERHEARD… on Mouille Point Promenade
On Sunday “My god, but look at you, I swear you’ve like, lost weight!” “Oh my god, thank you.” OMG
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OVERHEARD… at UCT this morning:
“So, like, in your house, when it’s Lent & stuff… what do you DO?” “Oh, you know, we eat fish and um, try to avoid sugar and…stuff.” “Erg.” “Erg.”
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Reflections on the death of one with whom I fought so much
What happens when a person with whom you fight regularly dies suddenly? Can you erase the hurt feelings and the sleepless nights? Does it all go away? It does not. Where do you put those feelings while you feel suddenly saddened by the loss of a person who you were perpetually angry with? A while ago, […]
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