By Ekow Eshun
On the age of thirty-three, Ekow Eshun—born in London to African-born parents—travels to Ghana looking for his roots. He is going from Accra, Ghana’s cosmopolitan capital urban, to the storied slave forts of Elmina, and directly to the historical warrior state of Asante. in the course of his trip, Eshun uncovers a long-held mystery approximately his lineage that might compel him to query every thing he is aware approximately himself and the place he comes from. From the London suburbs of his early life to the twenty-first century African city, Eshun’s is a relocating chronicle of 1 man’s look for domestic, and of the pleasures and pitfalls of fashioning an identification in those shiny modern worlds.
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