A day in the life of South Africa's 'Queen of Smoke,' Stacey-Lee May.
We stand in the line at the Swazi-South African border, and talk smack to pass the time—so loud that folks at the back of the line are laughing at the stupid shit we’re saying. It’s midday, it’s hot as hell, and we’re all gatvol of hearing the sounds of diehard bikers revving their engines throughout the night, just for nje. I’m with the car spinners. Not the bikers. Apparently you can’t be into both.