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Poem	Xhosa women in clothes too light for the weather have brought wild flowers and sit sloped along the Claremont road. I see her through rolled windows, watch her watch me to decide if I’ll pay. It’s South Africa, after all, after apartheid; but we’re still idling here, my car to her curb, my automatic locks to her inadequate wage.
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