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A good view

I guess that there were others on this train who have spoken little more than a few words in their lives to people who look like me.

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Christmas Box

Zvenyika narrated his story as I wrote down notes in longhand. He had been charged with culpable homicide having run over an ageing priest on Beatrice Road, outside Harare, at night.

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The Wait

They had become inseparable after that day and spent long hours chatting on the phone like old friends.

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