"About ten o'clock that evening, we saw before us, glinting in the distance, a maze of lights that seemed to strecth in all directions ... and here was a vast landscape of electricty, a city of light ... I remembered the stories that Banabakhe has told us ... of buildings so tall you could not see the tops, of crowds of people speaking languages you had never heard of, of sleek motorcars and beautiful women and dashing gangsters. It was eGoli, the city of gold, where I would soon be making my home" -Nelson Mandela |
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