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Marko Phiri

Marko Phiri

    The day the dollar died, the music also crashed
    The day the dollar died, the music also crashed
    I recently watched a small band of merry young musicians setting up their rig at a Bulawayo township pub. The space was so small it could barely...
    Ready, steady -- go, gore, gone
    Ready, steady -- go, gore, gone
    As kids we were taught that you do not cross a red robot as this would spell certain death when hard metal hit raw flesh. It was ingrained in our...
    The moneychangers' flea market in Zim's CBD
    The moneychangers' flea market in Zim's CBD
    They wear flashy garments and loud perfumes, presenting themselves as uptown yuppies. Many have that bulging African backside oozing cellulite,...