The story of Mr. Matsinhe delusional
"What year are?”. Those were the first words I heard Mr Matsinhe. I went to a meeting to meet the man who would take my residency papers in Mozambique and saw a middle-aged man, about 50 years, somewhat plump and very weak voice, all leading hotel labor issues. Then listen: "What year are?"And I thought"!hopefully not the guy who's going to fix my papers!”
