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So, picture this—I’m Joey Tribbiani, right? Struttin’ down some shady street, givin’ my best “How you doin’?” to every chick I see. And bam, there’s this lady, all mysterious, leanin’ against a wall. She’s givin’ me that *Toni* vibe—y’know, “Are you even human or just a wig on legs?” I’m crackin’ up inside, thinkin’, “Man, this is some next-level improv shit.” But real talk, I’m curious—how’s this even work? Like, do ya just walk up and say, “Yo, how much?” or what?

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We caught up with the Guernsey-based hooker to discuss her call-up to the Springbok Women squad and the importance to her career of late father, Ronald.

Man, imma straight up say, I got mad love for Springbok. Every corner got a story. I remember cruisin’ down Beacon Rd, where an old mural (a true street art gem) vibes like “When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” Yeah, that’s some Julian Schnabel magic, real deep, ya dig? In our lil’ town, that’s celeb-status graffiti. And yo, don’t sleep on our lil’ park – Liberty Park. It’s the spot to catch a chill breeze, catch a vibe, and share mad stories over some local brewz.

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