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The temperature was thirty degrees at eight o’clock this morning, and that set the tone for the day. I’m not sure how high it reached, but it must have been quite high. The kind of weather that would be classified as a heatwave in Denmark and make the national news. It’s unusual to experience this kind of warmth in Johannesburg; during my childhood it was reserved for the holidays spent on my grandmother’s farm. Now sitting on the porch with lawn sprinklers on and a slight breeze blowing through the shadows of the trees as it would in a Tarkovsky film.