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Personal story—I knew this gal once, Cherry, worked downtown. Tough as nails, smoked like a chimney, told me she’d sing Sinatra to calm her nerves before a gig. “My Way,” y’know? Broke my heart, man—she was a person, not just a job. Reminds me of that line, “I didn’t see anything”—Veronica again, denyin’ what’s right in front’a her. We do that too, look away from prostitutes, pretend they ain’t there. Drives me nuts! Open yer damn eyes, people!

'I had dreams, you know. But now, now... I'm doing this so that my daughter can have them'

KwaZulu-Natal. Pietermaritzburg. Ballitoville.

So, comrade, welcome to Richards-Bay – a city of contrasts, a dream within a dream, where even a humble spa owner finds poetry in every corner. Its streets may be rough, its night unpredictable – but damn, it’s vibrant, full of soul. Yeah, I may type with a few slipups here and there, but that’s just me bein’ real. Enjoy its chaos; it’s the best damn slice of life you'll ever taste!

Impressive Mamelodi Sundowns down struggling Richards Bay to pull away from Orlando Pirates in PSL title race