Attired in a blue jacket and a grey short holding a filthy green sack on the right hand a young boy goes through a pile of garbage like a scavenger at Mbare Musika bus terminus. The odour from the garbage was so strong that one could smell it from a distance and probably would faint if one goes any closer. But to the surprise of many who were looking on, the boy carefully using bare hands searched for something without minding flies which were hovering over the pile like a disturbed army.
After a while, Tanatswa shouts for joy as if he has picked a gold ring from a pile of garbage. Surprisingly he was holding an empty cascade plastic bottle and seconds later he continued with his search.
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