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The horizon shimmered

The sun had already offered its salutations as it attempted to wrestle winter’s cold grip from the throat of my hometown of Lobatse. Excitement filled the air as our celestial ball of gas stimulated the thermometer’s mercury.

Warmed by my cup of tea, I was prepared for the adventurous journey ahead. While my hometown of Lobatse had always been my world, the prospect of venturing beyond its boundaries filled me with a sense of wonder and curiosity.

Appropriately dressed to court winter’s fandango, I climbed into my father’s car. We made our way to the South African border. After completing immigration formalities the road stretched out like an endless ribbon, winding its way through Africa’s rugged terrain. My gaze darted back and forth, taking in the breathtaking scenery that flashed by.

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Mob justice isn't just

A young man suspected of breaking into a car was seized by residents, severely assaulted, and died in the hospital within an hour. We unreservedly condemn this mob justice. It is not a solution to crime, but a criminal offence that turns citizens into murderers.Residents are understandably angry about theft. The person who raised the alarm at 4am acted lawfully, and the neighbours who rushed to help showed community spirit. But what followed was...

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