Author: Jonuel Gonçalves
Publisher: Perfil Criativo - Edições
Year of publication: Nov. 2017, 1st edition
At the north exit of the Kunene Bridge in Xangongo, on the right there is a cactus space by the river. In the rainy season, the river fills up and many are submerged. But they always reappear. From seeing them so much, I was sometimes under the impression that they looked at me too. But I could be wrong. If you are, please don't take this the wrong way. When he set foot for the first time in Ondjiva, the provincial capital, he lived amid ruins caused by shelling, mines and other explosives buried here and there. I would say to my head "this is like walking in the middle of cacti, be careful not to sting and everything will end well"...
(excerpt from the input note)
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