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It’s a new day for Zimbabwe. Out in the dust the children play. Still hungry. Still teacherless. Still pocket moneyless. We are waiting for the ink from the signing to seep through the paper, seep through the meetings and meetings- through to their tummies.
Written by fungaijames on September 17th, 2008 with no comments.
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It doesn’t take much to set up a hair dressing salon here. Women can be seen on street corners, out at the flea markets and in backyards nimbly transforming each other’s hairdos into objects of wonder. (more…)
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Unofungei? Unoitei? I capture the stories that often escape the lenses of big media. I record the life of a pregnant nation. This is a door into the country that I love. These are my thoughts. These are my memories... 
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