By Ayenziwe Mpila, South Africa: Seconds after I had left the door, Thabo comes running after me. He has something in his hands. “Please…keep it, I don't think I can anymore.” It's a pocket-photo of us. This just took me back to our happier space. Damn! Damn you Thabo, I thought. I look at the photo. We had just came […]
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