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Namsa Leuba was born in Switzerland in 1982. Her mother is Guinean and her father is Swiss. Leuba got her Major in Photography from the University of Art and Design in Lusanne in 2011 and in 2013 she got a Post Grad in Photography from School of Visual Arts in New York. Her work has been published, exhibited and awarded several times. Especially her series Ya Kala Ben from 2011, has received worldwide attention. All photos shown here are from Ya Kala Ben. In this act of substitution, I take the risk to a.
Has made leaps since its inception. It has transformed from awarding prizes to only female poets in Uganda for their creative skills, to spreading its wings to other countries on the African continent in 2014, and awarding both male and female poets. The book opens with Clifton Gatchagua, winner of the 2013 Sillerman Book Award, with his poem, Cr.
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Een veldonderzoek naar het betere boek. Logica brengt je van A naar B. Wat staat ons op dat vlak nog te wachten? Een artikel in de Volkskrant. De zee kun je horen. Met je handen voor je oren,. Wie het kleine niet eert, is vast gefrustreerd.
What do you expect? Tuesday, April 06, 2004. And so when ever i am to swallow, it kills, whenever i eat or drink, it kills, whenever i talk, it kills. my throat is fucking killing me! You dont know how it feels like. Thursday, March 25, 2004. A few things i hate about all you people.