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“The schools wear the blank faces of war buildings, their windows blown blind by rocks or guns or mortars. Their plaster is an acne of bullet marks. The huts and small houses crouch open and vulnerable; their doors are flimsy pieces of plyboard or sacks hanging and lank. Children and chickens and dogs scratch in the red, raw soil and stare at us as we drive through their open, eroding lives.”

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Book:Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood
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Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood

This memoir delves into the author's upbringing in an African setting, capturing the cultural nuances and challenges faced during a turbulent period. The narrative explores themes of family, identity, and the complexities of living in a rapidly changing world. more

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Alexandra Fuller
Alexandra Fuller

Alexandra Fuller is a renowned author born in 1969. Her works are known for their vivid portrayal of life on the African savannah and wildlife, which have won her a wide readership. more

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