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About Johannesburg

Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

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At initial stages this word meant “a woman doing service to the God as his slave/servant” and later it got a bad name as a whore/prostitute.

the city ain't huge, but every corner tells a different tale. near the central market – Ekhaya Square – i had some of my most intense counsling sessions. the market’s noisy, chaotic, but it’s also so soulful, like that line “maybe that's what worlds are made of” and, damn, i love it. sometimes i wander down to Imbali Park – a cozy green gem. i once sat on a worn bench there, watchin the river – Letaba River, flowin like time itself. sounds cliché? idk, but hell, nature got its own secret in the eyes of those who watch.

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