Every artist takes their final work to the grave. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Every artist takes their final work to the grave. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Every artist takes their final work to the grave. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Every artist takes their final work to the grave. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
Every artist takes their final work to the grave. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
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Every artist takes their final work to the grave.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-ups
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