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I'm getting out, I'm moving onAnd from now on, address unknownAmanda Lear, Follow MeWe’d just started believing the water issues in the area had finally been sorted out when—like a bad sequel nobody asked for—another round of outages began. This time, courtesy of a major pipe relocation across Garsfontein Road. Progress, apparently.There have been so many outages now that I’ve stopped counting. It’s easier that way. Let’s just say the taps work on a kind of “surprise me” basis. Every other day feels about right.Electricity has been marginally more polite, but only just. We still get at least one extended power failure a week. Last week’s effort dragged on long enough to outlast even our solar setup. At around 2:30am, the batteries gave up the ghost, and we were unceremoniously dropped into proper, old-fashioned darkness. The kind where you suddenly remember that night is actually a thing.Jane and I were chatting this morning while I was brewing our weekly batch of stew—an act that now…