These are the people of a new world who slowly wash the blood stains from the streets with paints and songs and photographs and fashion. They dance freely, love openly, and influence actively. This is the New York of Africa where building walls tell the stories of a new future whilst slowly lifting the lingering undertones of a dark shadow left by the generations who could have been similarly overwhelming in presence when witnessed in such vibrant arenas of thought and exploration. But alas, they are not to be mourned, but remembered, celebrated. Do this dance with me Jozi, for I have come and I brought with me incredible beat.