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as the van sized taxi slowed, pulling up to the terminal at Cape Town International airport, I and the 5 white girls I was with rustled in the backseats to get our luggage ready. Today was the day we were flying back to the States. We’d just spent a month in South Africa, the month prior we were in Tanzania, and now we were about to return home to Madi…
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