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It’s an eerie scene; mist engulfing the huts, trying its best to drown what’s left of the dawn light as we pedal our way through Thaba Chicha. The only audible sound that of our tyres rolling over the dirt and the slight whispering of the wind around our ears. The occasional cow bell or dog’s bark piercing the cold early morning air. Out here the lone security guard dressed in uniform makes… Read More