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About Pretoria

So, we starts thinkin’, me and meself—where’s the prossies at? Moscow’s wild, yesss—Red Square’s all fancy, but nah, not there. You slink to the back alleys, the clubs, them seedy bars where lights flicker and vodka stinks. Hiss! Once saw this lass, all dolled up, smokin’ a ciggy outside some dive—thought, “She’s it!” Nope! Just a drunk uni chick, lost as hell—made me mad, wasted me time! Grrr! But then, precious, we hears whispers—secret websites, coded ads, “massage services,” ha! Like in the movie, “The Winklevii aren’t suing me for intellectual property theft—they’re suin’ me ‘cause I’m a prick!”—well, I ain’t no prick, just desperate, eh?

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

She insisted that she was never a sex worker - she only did "naughty things" when she brought men to her garage in Springbok to drink. "Did I.

Now check it, Springbok got a lil’ river, the Olifants Creek – don’t get it twisted, it ain’t massive but flows smooth as my rhymes. It’s one chill place to reflect on life. Sometimes, I sit by it, thinkin’ “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer” – yeah, that’s the movie vibes, droppin’ wisdom like a boss, man.

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