I'm at a small music festival. Some of my friends bands are playing.
I go to the front and the music comes to an end. My friend pulls up a piano and I offer to play a song, but an old man has already sat down and started playing some old tunes. These are really amazing interpretations of old classics. Then an old woman sits down and starts playing and singing.
I'm in Zimbabwe in a mining region. There is a girl who is working for a secret phone company who leads me to a hidden radio mast. This secret phone company communicates where all the latest mineral deposits have been found. There she communicates with the company. We talk about the effects of colonialism. She says that there were always infrastructural benefits left behind. Sure i say, but did that somehow justify the pillage and theft of minerals
I see r. She tells me she had been thinking of death allot. She looks depressed.
I am with Liz. We are working in a nursery. This one young girl needs my help going to the toilet. She asks me a question.
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