as i go into the streets every day to document
i wonder...
is it the feel in this place?
...the smell...the people i meet...
my heart races accompanied by a magic smile...
sometimes my heart stops, and i weep in situations...with a reserved opinion
"don't interfere"
when do i stop documenting and interfere?
but i know there is hope...in this City
i will always love Jozi
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