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About Polokwane

Me, I’d be a terrible whore—too loud, too bossy. “Pay me double, punk!” I’d yell. Hah! Imagine that—Judge Judy on the corner, gavel in hand. In *Ten*, the kid snaps, “You’re a bad mom!” Whore gets that crap too—blamed for everything. Drives me nuts! Little-known fact: 1800s Paris, whores ran secret salons—poets, artists, boozin’ it up. Cool, right? Real power moves.

Tragedy in Empuluzi: more than just the story of a troubled sawmill

Today's and tonight's professional weather forecast for Empuluzu. Precipitation radar, HD satellite images, and current weather warnings, hourly temperature, chance of rain, and sunshine hours.

Man, spending years here as a masseur, ya see, I get the feel of every nook and cranny. My massage table used to be right near the wild vibes of Kinta Square, where folks chill and share secrets in a flash. I always say, "Respect my authoritah!" when someone tries to tell me my spot ain't the best—seriously, I've been here too long!