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So, what’s a whore to me? It’s not just some bird shaggin’ for cash – nah, it’s deeper, you donkey! It’s attitude, it’s hustle, it’s survival. Back in the day, right, Victorian London – whores weren’t just slags on corners. Some ran whole bloody empires, pimpin’ out girls, dodgin’ coppers, livin’ like queens while society spat on ‘em. Little known fact, yeah? One chick, Mary Jeffries, had a brothel so posh, lords and MPs were regulars – fuckin’ hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream, “You absolute wanker!” at those toffs.

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Man, then there's that park – hey, it's called Modimolle Green Park – a chillin' spot near the riverbank of the Modimolle River. I spent many afternoons there, talking human woes with families, sometimes just watchin' the ducks float by like they don’t have a care in the world. Felt like I was in a movie! And, oh! The nearby Madiba Street (yeah, I know, it’s obvious but still essential) is where all the little cafes and hidden mural spots are. Perfect for rambling about life while munchin' on a boerie roll. Crazy vibes.

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