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RE: A glimpse into my job- behind the scenes on making documentaries.
I haven't been hidden in a pile of leaves since I was a kid... then again, I live in the city, and I don't trust that such piles contain only leaves. This caution may be a red flag that I've grown up too much Hahaha. I will, however, hang my hat on the fact that I'm not so grown-up as many I meet - I'd rather sit at the kid's table at barbecues... at least they talk about something other than money and their jobs... probably because they don't have either, but still...
ha! You should meet the folk in Cape Town. Those who do have jobs still don't have money. Perhaps this existential mess is the reason we're not afraid of what's hidden in the leaves.
Cape Town, South Africa? Is that where you're from? By the way, your name is Chere, right? How do you pronounce it?
You may be on to something fundamental to the human condition... this "hidden in leaves" thing has strong historical precedent...
South Africa, yes. Share-Eeh. Haha Hieronymus Bosh lives in my subconscious somewhere. At best, it's a soft butt. At worst, a sewer rat. Sometimes you gotta gamble.