Look at My Hands

Look at my hands. If I don’t work, it’s like I don’t exist Two cabbages appeared on Annaelle’s desk. She called me downstairs to investigate. Large, healthy plants, I took the cabbages in my hands and examined them. A client named Papa Moïse had brought them in along with several photos to leave with Annaelle, [...]

Catching my Breath – Part 2

We stayed at a hostel in Cape Town for a week and easily could have stayed longer. After being so used the routine of living in Brazzaville where there is very little time or opportunity for leisure activities, Cape Town appeared as a treasure trove of things to do. What better way to start out [...]