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About East London

So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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I ain’t gonna lie, sometimes this town makes me mad. Cars screeching, fast talkers cuttin’ in line at the local deli on Market Street—they drive me nuts! But then, you see a grand ol’ sunset at Vista Hill, and – boom! – anger just melts away. The colors, man, they remind me: “Maybe it’s better if we remain strangers.” Weird, huh?

EFF observes unconducive environment at Volkrust primary school