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  • archives keep it real (for now)

    archives keep it real (for now)

    When one is a bit of a glitching, potentially unstable version of a person, it’s handy to have access to a sort of… backup folder (forgive me) that can restore some vital data to your, er… programme (why won’t this metaphor end?) that will help stabilise or at least improve the functionality of whatever the…

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  • Unexpected Stuff From Strangers’ Mouths:  Complicit Racism On a Visit Home

    Unexpected Stuff From Strangers’ Mouths: Complicit Racism On a Visit Home

    There must be something about my face. People want to talk to it. My sister’s been told she has resting bitch face, and I seem to project a benign resting Labrador face. My face and I are quite fond of minding our own business (quite unlike the aforementioned sister, who once joined a passing police…

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  • This is interesting

    This is interesting

    On Wednesday night, while I celebrated the return of a friend to Cape Town from the wondrous and exciting world that I presume Joburg to be, I received my first alert on my “phone” (or rather, alleged phone. It’s a Blackberry with the battery life of about 20 minutes & the functionality of a digital…

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  • Harfield, I’m out.

    Harfield, I’m out.

    Hypothetical scenario. You have a dilemma. You live in a neighbourhood which you sort of enjoy (mostly because of the high ratio of bars to residents). It’s built on lies and bad history (aren’t they all?) and you want to make a change. Change the legacy, make a bit of a dent in the future you…

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  • This Is My New Home

    This Is My New Home

    When the woman walked into the cafe, she seemed to bring with her an Autumn calm, a burgundy-coloured cosiness that made me almost look behind her to see if a trail of petals & leaves followed as she sat down at my table. We were there to talk business. She wore a flowing skirt, a…

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