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The Madiba Shirt

The Madiba Shirt She gently folds the shirt, checking inch by inch stitch and seam, to see that it is perfect, then swaddling it in tissue paper, and tenderly lifts her baby, into its cardboard cot. An air kiss. Lid on. Ribbon tied. She will deliver it. Like a midwife, she will present her baby to… Read More The Madiba Shirt