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104 Mhlanga Avenue, MBARE

104 Mhlanga Avenue, MBARE By Richard Fani My home address itself signifies violence. Your perception about me is associated with criminology, drug using, sex offending and many other negativity. You think my body is tattooed from head to toes. Instead of asking me which church I go to, you ask me how many times I’ve been arrested? Is it a sin? Is it a crime? Is my fault that I was born in the low income house suburb (ghetto?) Is it my fault that I couldn’t finish high school because my mother couldn’t afford that for her four bad boys? Your analogy and perceptions about me is clearly mis-OVER-stood, f*cked up. (Yeah, I know you been wondering when I would say the F-WORD, so f*ck it) My home address is my birth defect. It’s hard to get a job out there and even harder to keep it. Employers just don’t trust my physical address. So, whenever they ask for a CV I fabricate where I’m coming from just so they can accept me. Human Resource conducts an employee audit and re...