This is a story of a social injustice happening in my backyard: Makause, the informal settlement next to Primrose. Several Ethiopian families have settled there, their life is confined between the walls of the container that hosts their Spaza Shop and the community they belong to. Their rituals, the prayer service, the longing for their home. Here, the usual accusation of stealing local jobs and business opportunities are hurled at them. Prejudice and ignorance mark their lives, already constrained and reduced. They went through the usual routine of looting and shooting.

I try to catch a glimpse of their lives, how they cope, how they recover, how they survive the trauma. I am narrating their stories through these images, trying to engage with them from within the community. Scouting for what we do have in common: humanity, unity in diversity.