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We’re sitting at a rooftop bar in Dar es Salaam overlooking the night-lit harbour. The foyer downstairs smells of clammy, sweet perfume, just like the bronze-crusted hotels in my childhood did. Colonial gold bangles jangle and slow music plays. Upstairs, two nothing-special drinks cost more than the six-plate meal George and I would share later, in a much rougher part of town. We’re on a middle date. The kind where we are already impressed by the other but still trying to be impressive. Our banter is easy, and wit flows quick and fast. We get philosophical and then intellectual and, … Read more