Ecstasy Tourism
Second part of that ecstasy tourism book, this time they’re in Cape Town, South Africa. And a review.
I asked Sophie what she did for a living. “Well, Mark’s an accountant,” she announced with pride, but then fizzled out. What she did for a living, I think, was encourage Mark to marry her – and she was doing a brilliant job. She straddled him, fawning and cooing delightfully.
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I happened to glance across the street towards the beach, and spotted a young black woman dancing alone in the dark. She moved with shy delight, hands longingly outstretched towards the music; I nudged Paul, and Mark and Sophie saw us turn and look, but they appeared unable to see her.
The two-way mirror effect is a fixture of the smarter parts of town. Blacks and coloureds linger in the shade watching whites enjoy themselves in cafes and convertibles and clubs, but the whites are frequently blind to the dark faces eyeing them from just feet away.