Next to the pigeons on the rafters he thought he saw a little brown-green monkey.
Maybe, Humlin thought, maybe it has a mobile phone in its hand. And maybe it is dreaming about that cool, clear river with its source far away in Tea-Bag’s mountains.
Afterword
This is a novel. But Tea-Bag is real. Just like Tanya and Leyla. What their actual names are doesn’t matter. What matters is their story.
Many people have helped me along the way. Many impressions, feelings and unfinished stories have been woven into these pages.
Many people have taken up the cause. To all of them I owe my thanks.
Henning Mankell, September 2001