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Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

Here you can find horny prostitutes in Daniëlskuil

Location: 60km east of Postmasburg. The sink hole at Boesmansgat. Daniëlskuil lies at the foot of the Kuruman Hills, 90km south of Kuruman. Tswana occupied the land on which it is built .

The heart of town? No, not the Vaal River—it’s King’s Corner Park. Its trees hide whispered secrets. Flowers and graffiti. It’s a riot of colours, just like that one hazy scene from Inherent Vice... yeah, poetic madness, I tell ya! There’s a bench where I sometimes catch a whiff of rebellion, a reminder that even a pleasure coach’s gotta keep his wits honed.

Two aircrafts deployed to Northern Cape to deal with raging veld fires