In his fascinating portrait of Leornard Johnson, the history of Johannesburg is turned on its head. Cluttered with hawkers, and no longer lit with the magic Christmas lights, Jozi’s streets tell a different story. Leornard and Arthur have left behind their life of priviledge to hustle on the streets, selling jewellery, fixing shop tills, begging from passers – by and making enough for their daily hit of zol. Their friendship is all they have and they joyfully acknowledge that they are just centimeters from hitting rock bottom.
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