What happens to a decolonised mind?

I had been waiting for a friend to debrief on a matter of mutual interest when I overheard a conversation at a popular café in one of the Kigali neighbourhoods. I simply took it for granted that whatever the young people were discussing was likely to be of little interest to me because, after all, youngsters tend to spend much time discussing such things as hip-hop and the like.
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Lonzen Rugira