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On about the third day I became aware that the hotel allowed a few local youths into the grounds, presumably by way of bribes. When I thought about it I realised that I had noticed some of the lads on the previous evening. They were well dressed, polite and sat in small groups on the terrace drinking Kalkadi, Hibiscus tea in small glass cups. They did not seem to be bothering anyone but occasionally they spoke to the guests. It was inevitable then that one should finally speak to me.