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The work and dreams of Austin Hleza
In a big farm shed in the quiet countryside of Swaziland, we found a big truck parked on a small, wooden table. A truck on a table?...
The long walk
Joao Balewa Batista lives in Soweto today. But he was not born there. Joao was born in a far—away country called Angola. Why is Joao...
Sharing a beer with a hot potato
He sat there with a cigarette hanging from one of the gaps in his teeth. He had a glass in his hand and his little son on his knee. It...
Dancing for freedom
The man’s body twists and jives like a snake. Sweat shines on his face. He holds his clenched fist high in the air. His shoes go clickety...
Bald is beautiful
Bullethead, Bleskop, Mpandlana, Snowtop, Samora Machel . . . .. People have many names for bald people like me. But, as my grandmother...
With the world under his feet
At one time Thielman Klaas was like most other people. When he walked, he walked with both feet on the ground. But in 1972 his life...
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