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KERK STR. OOST, PRETORIA, TRANSVAAL Jacarandas playing castanets and dancing threw around their feet a violet snow. The rest's uninteresting, and that Venusburg of bureaucracy with its twin towers and its twin gilt clocks profoundly torpid like a hippopotamus in blue sky. And cars raced by showing backs glistening like dolphins. At the end of the street waiting for us— strutting idly about its cage— was the silver pheasant of China, the Euplocamos Nychtemerus, as they call it. And to think we set out, the heart full of shot, saying goodbye to Onokrotalus the Pelican—he with the look of a trampled prime minister in the zoological garden of Cairo. October '41 HS ...


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