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Chapter Twelve
It's not that I'm anti-social but, as it has always been, I don't just allow anyone into my life. This could be why my list of who to invite to my membeso slash memulo can't even get to 50, excluding ...
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Chapter One
I’d like this place better if it wasn’t so cold, if it wasn’t so overcrowded and if taxi drivers weren’t so rude. They say every young professional should work in Joburg, atleast at the start of their...
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Chapter Ten
Sbani is going to boarding school next year. He's not happy about it but I explained to him that it's not that I'm sending him away, it's because he is the smartest kid in the world and it is the best...
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Chapter Three
Now that I’m a woman, let me introduce myself. My name is Mahlomu Dladla. I was born and raised in KwaMashu township in Durban. I have a twin brother that looks exactly like me but is nothing like me,...
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Chapter Nine
I'm worried. I'm panicking and I have a feeling my father and uncles are ruining my life as we speak. I know them, they are going to say all the wrong things. I tried talking my mother into not tellin...
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