Knysna We had made our way through this town of holidaymakers, industry, new subdivisions, and luxury estates, sea- and lake-view estates, multimillion-dollar waterfront apartments, huge mansions side by side, crammed in for a piece of the view of the sea and mountains. I couldn’t breathe. We were headed for the indigenous forest with a longing to walk and be nourished by nature. To be in the calm and peace. We turned up toward the mountain, at once noticing the absence of signs and fences. No barbed wire o high gates with cameras and imposing entranceways. None of that, but instead, wooden and tin shacks leaning at impossible angles, patched together with varying bits of wood, sticks, and an occasional old door or salvaged window. Pigs and cows grazing amongst the children, playing and laughing, and
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