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“I don’t know,” Nozipho said as Thembinkosi came to a stop beside her. “Let’s first see what’s going on up there. Come on. The garbage truck will block us. Let’s go!”

They ran along two front yards and stopped. “Look! They’re running a checkpoint at the exit,” Nozipho said. “Cops. Security.”

“What should we do?”

“Be careful. Let’s keep going.”

She pulled Thembinkosi into a yard and knelt behind a hedge. He crouched next to her.

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