Friday, 22 May 2015 | Views [136] | Comments [1] | Scholarship Entry
That night, Madagascar greeted me at the airport with a thick, smoky darkness, a gruff one-toothed driver and a taxi with a door that flew open around corners. I had arrived in south-west Madagascar to live and work amongst the Vezo fisher folk who subsisted ... Read more >
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