Essay
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Hell is not a place, but a state of mind Now I begin to hear the sad notes of pain now I have come to where loud cries beat upon my ears. I have reached a place mute of all light which roars like the sea in a tempest when beaten by conflicting winds. Dante
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Haunting Streets or Street Hond Kloof Street, Julia Sullivan, watercolour on paper, 2016 Take a walk up Long street, towards the mountain, over Orange st and onto Kloof, passing the Wellness centre, Checkers and Kloof Street Antiques, and you’ll see an impossible world. Impossible if not for the fact it exists. Cape Town, particularly the
Rafael Powell 