The Distant Affair

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Johannesburg in the crisis years did not stop for the poor, but the sawmill mud on the edge of the township swallowed boots whole, a brown slurry that sucked at the ankles with the patience of a predator. The air smelled of wet iron and cheap soap, rising from the dry cleaner’s shop where Ama Sani stood behind the counter, his hands stained with chemical solvents that bit into the skin. He was...

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