The Daily Talk looks like a cupboard on the side of the boulevard, strategically angled to catch rush-hour commuters. It bursts open in the morning and shuts at night like a flower. Inside is a chalkboard broadcasting the biggest stories of the day.
It's a newspaper.
It's as though "novel" and "retro" had a big wooden baby. (And while we're on the subject of retro novelties: Rollerblades. Are. Everywhere. In. Monrovia.)
For a while now, I've wanted to write about this thing around which car and pedestrian traffic slows. But I am lazy. And Al Jazeera beat me to it:
It's a newspaper.
For a while now, I've wanted to write about this thing around which car and pedestrian traffic slows. But I am lazy. And Al Jazeera beat me to it:
In Liberia, a country where radios and televisions are luxuries most
people cannot afford, one enterprising journalist has found a way to get
daily news and information to Liberians.
The Daily Talk [is] a chalkboard 'newspaper' displayed on the side of a decrepit wooden shack.
I met some
of the passers-by that depend on him for their news: Michael, a former
child soldier who makes a living selling souvenirs to international aid
workers; Larry, who teaches the pupils at Hope School
for the Deaf how to fend for themselves.
While the global media too often define Liberia in terms of the tragedy of the recent civil war, from its street-level perspective The Daily Talk describes a busy, hopeful nation in the process of renewal.
While the global media too often define Liberia in terms of the tragedy of the recent civil war, from its street-level perspective The Daily Talk describes a busy, hopeful nation in the process of renewal.
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