Bestest Friends Ever-Ever!...
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Even though they are different in every way, it doesn’t stop Boomba and Poyoyo from being the bestsest friends ever.
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Description of Book:
Even though they are different in every way, it doesn’t stop Boomba and Poyoyo from being the bestsest friends ever.
A crazy desert prophet, a missing woman and a bloody dress, Ronny Searching got more than he bargained for when he took the road to Eternity.
Ronny Searching is a down and out tabloid journalist who’s tasked to do a story on a so-called desert prophet named Dean Le Blanc at a small town named Eternity. Dean shares his wisdom as and recalls his history filled with abuse, violence, teenage angst, sex and drugs during a whirlwind trip on his Harley Davidson.
Farm, fun and life tools all in one ‒ a fantastical world that belongs to Ellie, Johnny, Nala and Tuma ‒ the Gift Gang team!
Covid-19 amplified the seismic rumblings of South Africa’s divided society. Out of the limelight and away from corruption scandals, a vast network of civil society organisations mobilised as the pandemic approached. They harnessed the thunder, directing attention to people who are usually not seen or heard – compelling the nation to take a long, hard look at itself.
Civil Society’s Care and Creativity in South Africa’s Covid storm
One day I suddenly thought, “My goodness, where’s Gareth?” So, I started looking. Last I heard, he was working with the British Army in Iraq, doing long stints: I tracked him down to prison cell in Kuwait. He had been used as a drug mule, nabbed and sentenced to death by hanging. His death was commuted to life and then further reduced to 15 years. When I located him, he had already been inside for four years. Thereafter I sent him a letter, every month, for 67 consecutive months. My Letters to Kuwait, were received by Gareth on his hidden device: news and comment on life in South Africa, my reflections on humanity and our world.
When a twenty-nine year-old Indian immigrant arrives from Zanzibar to a cold and bleak post-war London in 1946, he hadn’t expected on finding a mummified corpse in the East End building in which he’d intended to set up shop. Unable to unravel the mystery of the corpse and fearful for his future, he hatches fantastical plans to get rid of it, with unexpected consequences.
He hadn’t planned on romancing the dead man’s nice niece either…