J.K. Pikkujämsä

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  • Tata No 36 To Guediawaye

    I hopped on a Tata bus no 36 that takes you from Ngor Garage to Guediawaye. These small Tata buses get packed with passengers very fast but on this particular trip I even had a seat! I like public transport in cities and not the least because using it really gives you a sense of…

    j.k. pikkujamsa

    May 18, 2021
    Afropolis, ENGLISH, monograph
    Afropolis, dakar, featured, guediawaye, senegal, street, streetphotography, tata, transport, travel, urban, yoff
  • Point E

    In my very first visit to Dakar two decades ago I stayed in Plateau in the commercial downtown area, but soon after I got the habit of renting either a room or a studio in Yoff or in Ngor, both located in the northern part of the city, and stayed loyal to these neighbourhoods by…

    j.k. pikkujamsa

    May 17, 2021
    Afropolis, ENGLISH
    Afropolis, city, dakar, housing, senegal, urban, urbanism
  • Ngor Village

    This is not only about sheep living right next to me and whom I could literally feed from my living room, but also about how crammed Ngor has become in the past 10 years. The fishermen’s village was always densely built with sandy narrow alley ways. And it still has its charm: have a walk…

    j.k. pikkujamsa

    May 16, 2021
    Afropolis, ENGLISH
    Afropolis, architecture, dakar, housing, ngor, senegal, urban, urbanism
  • The Jungo: Stakes of the Earth

    I finished two books recently: The Book of Khartoum – A City in Short Fiction edited by Raph Cormack and Mack Schmookler; and The Jungo, Stakes of the Earth by Abdel Aziz Baraka Sakin. The former is a collection of stories in a series named “A City in Short Fiction” and it is a very…

    j.k. pikkujamsa

    July 14, 2020
    ENGLISH, monograph
    novel, orature, poetry, review, shorts, sudan, translation
  • Say It In Pulaar

    The nightly curfew ends at six in the morning and soon after that, every day, I hear a young guy recite the Koran out loud and walk past the house on his way to… where? It’s almost as if he were “disinfecting” the town with his voice, walking on the empty streets at this hour,…

    j.k. pikkujamsa

    April 9, 2020
    ENGLISH, Pulaar
    curfew, diary, haalpulaar, language, street
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