SOUTH AFRICA | Wednesday, 26 Mar 2008 | Views [1844]
I was 17. I used to sing ‘freeeeee Nelson Mandela’ in night clubs in Melbourne. I had dreadlocks. I used to graffiti ‘Stop Apartheid’ on what ever material came my way. I kept a scrap book of mostly unread South African articles. I watch Shaka Zulu ... Read more >
Tags: friends, growth