
When I leave Pretoria to go to Soshanguve, I know that while I am leaving wealth for poverty, I am also leaving the unfriendliness of a large city for the warmth and friendliness of township life. I know that everyone I meet there will greet me, shake my hand. I know that the elderly women will all hug me, the small children will all want to be held, and I know that while there may not be enough material possessions out there, there is an abundance of love.
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