The Setting: An Unnamed Hostel, Johannesburg, South Africa.
Cigarette in hand and wine out of a tea cup — it’s the British way. Continue reading »
“All roads lead to Johannesburg. If you are white or if you are black they lead to Johannesburg. If the crops fail, there is work in Johannesburg. If there are taxes to be paid, there is work in Johannesburg. If the farm is too small to be divided further, some must go to Johannesburg. If there is a child to be born that must be delivered in secret, it can be delivered in Johannesburg.” –From the book Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton
