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Raca comes with a strange request, to visit someone in house arrest. A thief and a crook sit together with a sangoma who plays with his magic charms. As a sacrifice, expensive whiskey is standing displayed on a leopard skin in a corner. But the spirits ask for more, they ask for blood. The bones are shaken, and together with a dice and a shell, they fall below with speed.

The finger-bone of an ape points towards a neck-vertebra of a chicken-cock cuckoo. It predicts someone male, high in politics, will possibly pay with his life. From Namibia a tall Herero comes. On his head he wears a pitcher hat. He walks quickly, with speed, straight towards a German, without greeting anyone. He begins to spit out words in the face of the Caucasian man.

He calls: Your father stirred up big trouble with my grandfather. Your mother had my mother pay like a slave. So, who will protect you against Africa’s wrath? In the West’s day of distress, you come speeding with your ships to my harbour. You come and you step ashore boldly. You pitch your war-tents, reaching far beyond Windhoek. But Namibia is not South West’s German property anymore. Therefore, Russia will make you pay far beyond your own borders. Look, over old vendettas, more than Africa is seeking your blood.