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Preamble: Today I woke-up, rubbed my eyes and switched on my computer. Then I headed to the bathroom to wash my face, then proceeded to...

Today I’m sitting down writing these letters with Louis Armstrong the African American Jazz Musician serenading me with his version of...

There’s something about fitting rooms in clothing stores. There’s something about the way you brace yourself, subconsciously for what is...

Tweet, Tweet #soyouthinkyouknowaguy?! My mother once told me a story of a young boy we shall conveniently name “Gareth”. Gareth was...

A CONTEMPORARY FOOD LOVERS' MARKET EXAMPLE Forgive me for coming so late to your party, I was stuck in the past doing boring but very...

For Each of You Be who you are and will be learn to cherish that boisterous Black Angel that drives you up one day and down another ...

A BOOK REVIEW Babette Brown’s debut teen Novel, Separation, was a bit of a mystery. I didn’t know what to expect from it. I was a little...

This story was originally published on the 21 of January 2014. I thought that it might be useful to publish it again now as we think and...

This week as I felt myself sinking under the crumbling debris of global wars and murmurs of discontent from all corners of South Africa...

I suppose that war is a person. It’s not just an idea that floats around aimlessly until an innocent catches it by accident. It is...