The rush of talent to Grahamstown for these ten magical days creates a vacuum which sucks all things and thoughts cultural into this little steeple-ridden city so that even the most boorish of individuals suddenly find a lightbulb in their minds going “click”, and within the circle of hills we find ourselves in all memories of the outer world dissipate in a fog of convivial culture conversation.
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