Surfing my city: Part 3

Joburg is at once a world-class concrete jungle, an inner city slum, a derelict lot and corner infused with historical happenings. It is complex and complicated. It is Africa; real, imagined, invented. But enough of my thoughts. Enjoy this wander through my city…

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Central Joburg. I was too busy talking to people and taking photographs of the buildings to notice which streets we walked along.

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All roads lead home. The train tracks end at Park City Station.

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I could probably write an essay on Jozi’s taxis – or the notorious taxi drivers rather. You’ll have to settle for these pics instead.

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Taking note of the details.

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