We are driving from the area, Humewood, where mansions with beautiful gardens, swimming pools and sea view adorn the streets. We are driving west along the coastal road, passing the marina and the industrial, passing the ghetto in the center. We are driving away from the city. We now sense, how the nature, the buildings, even the races are changing, the longer we distance from the city.
15 minutes later we make a turn to the right where a totally different sight is coming towards us. Little boys are walking around on the road, begging for money, others have bags of oranges thrown on their shoulders trying to make a sale, but nobody seems to pay them any attention, besides us – the new inhabitants. All that meets the eye is old ramshackle sheds and garbage in the street corners. White people have become a rare sight. It’s easy to sense that apartheid has left its marks, even though it has been seventeen years since it was abolished. We are far from the city, in the land of the black man, away from the white area, from the rich. We have entered the township.
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