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Part 2 - 'Lettuce in the Year of Cholera' |
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| So there I was, sitting in Mundos, a Maputo watering hole beloved of expatriates and middle class Mozambiquans. We'd just been to the gym, and I really fancied a salad, as it was too early for a real meal. The salads at Mundos looked great so I ordered one. We then noticed that A., one of the distance education task force was sitting at a nearby table with her husband and daughter. A. was very disapproving of my choice of salad, saying that she only ever had salad at home, and even then would soak lettuce in bleach before rinsing it in clean, boiled,
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Now I knew that everyone here was being very protective towards us, both in their warnings about health and warnings about walking around in certain areas. So I thought that A. was just erring on the side of caution on our behalf. I made a remark about the place looking pretty clean, and proceeded to eat my salad. |
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