Sadie Mokopane Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Durban

So, picture this—shady house, red lights flickerin’, girls loungin’ like they own the place. I reckon it’s wild, seein’ how it’s been around forever—like, did ya know ancient Rome had brothels called *lupanars*? Means “wolf den,” how badass is that? Wolves prowlin’, men stumblin’ in, coin in hand. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toga-wearin’ prat trippin’ over his sandals to get a shag. History’s mental, innit?

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This book is about the problem of prostitution in my hometown of Mokopane, South Africa. It looks at the role players in this occupation.

I got a ton of memories from my mssage parlor life here. Sometimes, a customer’s soft sigh will remind me of that famous line, “To face the truth, one must first surrender the illusion.” It’s deep, innit? I take time out every day to marinate in the city’s pulse. Sometimes, I get so lost in thought – damn, it makes me feel real, ya know?

Power cuts hamper water supply in Mokopane