Streer salons, characterised by a single chair on the pavement, have tucked themselves into the fabric of the city of Johannesburg. On pavements, grooming machines hum, playing a part of the chaotic orchestra of the city. Hair extensions flap in the wind - dancers of beauty - a hand frantically weaving a pattern of hair - the hairdresser's eyes scanning the crowds - hunting for another customer. Hair patterns are waived into heads, to the soothing touch of the rays of the sun, and the mix of conversations. - @lidudumalingani