[The Herald] THE other day I chewed almost the whole barrel of my pen. I was using the pen to complete the set of forms for membership at this institution in central Harare. Chewing the barrel of the pen is a habit for me which I believe somehow enhances my thinking capacity. But this time the kind of thinking was associated with the amount of personal information required on the forms. Somehow, I felt this institution was intruding for they wanted information about my blood group, my height, my children including wher ......
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