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About Polokwane

Lemme tell ya, I ain’t mad bout the hustle – respect the grind! But what pisses me off? The fakes, man. Catfishin’ ain’t just for Tinder, nah. You roll up, thinkin’ you scored, and bam – it’s a setup! Some dude’s like, “You’re being watched,” straight outta Haneke’s playbook. I’m like, “Bro, I’m The Rock, don’t play me!” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” Got me heated, flexin’ my traps for no reason.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In my experience, I had exclusively male clientele, mainly older (45+) men, that were using me, and my services to still feel desirable.

Oh, and check this out: what many don't know – near the old train depot on Eastside, jimmy’s junction (yeah, that's a nickname from the locals) – there's a secret spot. You sit, think, and maybe, just maybe, you'll catch a glimpse of some raw human truth. That's where I often find serenity; my brain ticks dear secrets there, like a hidden room, whispering stories.

'If DA wanted to participate in provincial budget, they should have' - Maile