The door closes on scented air. Out on the patio no ceilings press down. From the streets below the smells of car exhaust, and various mechanical revolutions mix with wisps of the coal fired plants down river.I am free. Back by the wall three servers sit smoking. I join them.
"Why aren't you with the others?" asks the black lady.
"Too rich and I don't understand what they say."
We're all silent.
"Do you all get tips?" I ask.
"Honey, it's all by the hour."
"Well, it's work," I say.
"Yup. You can say that." She finishes her cigarette and tosses it into a waste can.
The Road to Zimbabwe - memories of travel & romamce by John & Nancy Blignaut
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