Actually, I’m not quite sure which expat South African I am. I know I am not the bloke at the BBQ bashing bad ‘ol Zuma and recounting my home invasion with dramatic interludes and role play amongst intermittent gasps from first world friends who just came for the rugby game. I am most definitely not..
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I think I may be the worst SAFFA in the free world…
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