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I have a YouTube channel that is a sibling to this blog. Its description reads:

Welcome! I am an irreducible rascal with a groovy taste in a selection of topics. I work as a researcher and educator in the broad field of African urbani-logy. On this channel, I share my work, interests and beingness. You will not be entertained, you might learn but always, your curiosity will be sparked. 

The channel has playlists where I delve deeper into my eclectic interests and work. This video of Kgatitswe Raborife is an oral, ordinary history of Greater Dobsonville. I recorded this during my work on the Greater Dobsonville Histories from Below project. 


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