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But here’s the mad bit—did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam keep diaries? True story, mate—little books of punters, rates, weird kinks. Imagine that, eh? Her scribblin’ bout me later—“Tall git, martini breath, decent shag.” Ha! Cracks me up. Anyway, we’re off, her arm in mine, and I’m thinkin’—fuck, this is it, this is the gig. Not just a quick root, but a story, a pulse. “Seize the moment,” *Boyhood* says, and I’m bloody well seizin’ it. Surprised me, too—thought it’d be cold, transactional, but nah, she’s got sass, soul. Makes me grin like a twat.

Through much of the night Mail Today spent in the area, there was hardly any police intervention.

So, check it: In Vanderbijlpark, you'll dig the neighborhoods, my fave’s near Riverside Drive. The Vaal River’s choppin’ nearby – whoosh – water so cool and deep, reflective like life's hard truths. I sometimes wander right down the river’s edge, thinking "Hey, what’s the deal?" It gets me every time, like that movie moment where you feel everything all at once.

Foetus found in blocked drain in Vanderbijlpark