In search of scene 2 Marikana

I drive across the dam wall of the Hartebeespoort dam The light at the end of the tunnel opens another world. That of ease. That of wealth. Of privilege. Of lake side living. Of a bright future. Of something to live for. The dust behind me. Corrugated dirt that pretends to be a road.  MyContinue reading “In search of scene 2 Marikana”