POETIC LICENCE RABBIE SERUMULA
Oct 17, 2020
2 minutes
A LIFETIME ago in the 1990s, I was with my father in his red Nissan Langley.
I cannot tell you the destination. Neither can I tell you our departure point or any other time and space related fact. But I can tell you he loved that car.
Perhaps not as much as he loved reggae music, but it must have been a very close
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