Under the Mooi Street off-ramp is an overflow rank for taxis waiting between peak hours to ferry people between the inner city and Zola, Soweto. Here entrepreneurs cater all day to the needs of drivers from an array of mobile and stationary stalls, selling food and snacks, socks, window wipers, mobile phone attachments and bumper stickers with messages like ‘You also drive like shit so fuck off’. Others offer tyre replacements and mechanical services. Some even blowtorch thimblefuls of gold extracted from the adjacent mine dump. The drivers pass the time playing pool, gambling and smoking. Except Gogo Nomsa, the taxi driver who can be spotted in a pilates class at the Carlton Centre gym each morning.
Writer and urban planner Tanya Zack and photographer Mark Lewis tell a story of the micro entrepreneurs who operate in this taxi waiting zone. It’s a Joburg story about the multiple business opportunities to be found under a highway on a leftover piece of urban land.