I am climbing a staircase where on every stair people are trying to drag me back

“My Cape Town is younger and more vital, a teenager: beautiful, caring, dreamy, craving attention, frequently drugged or drunk, liable to be raped, stabbed, shot, cavalier towards HIV and tuberculosis, often angry, given to bombs, fires, and in-your-face racism. My city is emerging from a difficult childhood with hard-nosed characteristics but no sense of identity.”

Posted August 4, 2001

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