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Dagga

Rustum Kozain muses over the cultural and alternative relations built, negotiations and dealings made as a resident of Cape Town. “The shame of being a man – is there any better reason to write?” -Gilles Deleuze I I first smelled dagga when I was seven or eight, walking to primary school with my brother through […]

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Fufu Pot: A Truth Hard to Swallow

In search of another interesting meal from the myriad on offer in Cape Town, Rustum Kozain gets a mouthful from fellow patrons about the unsavoury attitudes of South Africans. This is my third visit to the Fufu Pot, the small, unobtrusive Ghanaian eatery in Salt River, located on the strip of Albert Road that is […]

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You Can’t Get Lost in the Samoosa Triangle*

By Rustum Kozain The triangle is geometry’s favourite form. Circles, rectangles, squares, trapezia – all are composites of triangles. And the triangle is powerful. In soccer, keeping players in inter-connected triangles is effective as attack and defence. Some mysticism surrounds triangles. There’s Pythagoras and his hypotenuse. And there’s the Bermuda Triangle. A triangle can be […]

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The Muezzin and I

By Rustum Kozain Adamu One night at a local hangout in my neighbourhood, I joke to Adamu, a musician I occasionally bump into, that I am leaving early to go and do battle with my demons. It’s only half a joke. He laughs and asks how many demons I face nightly. Thousands, I say. Whenever […]

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Curry Chronicles- Dal or Dhal, not Dull

There are many shades of dhal and numerous ways to hull and split it, but as Rustum Kozain reveals, when the budget is low and the palate is in need of fulfilment there is nothing quite like a well-cooked, lovingly seasoned legume. It makes for “royal eating”. Somewhere in the mid-1990s, I found myself in […]

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