By the time he was 15, Nzola Miranda was living alone. In a foreign country. He could neither speak their language, nor English. But he got through. Foreignness has been his sanctuary, growing up everywhere, and anywhere—born in Angola, but really, raised by the world.
Many continents could claim him, but he feels at home wherever there is music, reggae or rhumba; samba or Sauti Sol. He is a dancer at heart.
