AFRIKULT.’S OVERALL REVIEW:
Now, I start this book thinking it will be like normal book, normal like African boy land in UK but struggle book. This book is normal but make your brain go turn on its head because it written in this kind of language. Zimbabwean street vernacular, you see? Sometimes you don’t understand what is happening because of words narrator use; foreign but specific to Zimbabwe street lingo. This book tells painful story of a young illegal immigrant boy without a name. His story be that kind of pain that makes you feel sad and angry. This young boy is angry, arrogant and sometime violent but to him violence is normal, you see? He squat in house in Brixton, London, with his schoolboy friend Shingi, and Shingi friends Tsitsi and Aleck. They all struggle, everybody struggle, to make better life in London. They all illegal and desperate for change, they all have family back in conflict-torn Zimbabwe, they all need to send money back but where the money go come? The story spiral into darkness, there is no hope and life is cruel to them, Brixton is cruel to them. So narrator find himself in city he cannot leave (because he don’t have money) and he find himself stuck in a place of no redemption – and he is being hunted by political insurgents. Harare North bears out the gruesome fate of illegal immigrants in London, pitted against cold and inhumane systematic machinations of political indifference.
(Recommend 2010 Vintage Books edition)