Walk through the footpaths of Bulawayo townships where a little shrubbery still survives and you are met by a chorus of flies having what must be an unending Christmas. Crap all over as open latrines flourish, and you see, indeed smell, how the water crisis has turned shitting into a very public affair.

When you see a well-dressed  dandy disappearing into the bush, be warned: he is taking a nature walk of a turd kind!

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