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About Polokwane

Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

Area: Edenvale

Klerksdorp Whore South, Facesitting, Striptease, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Striptease.

I like to say the city is like a classic Scorsese flick, where every corner has a backstory and every face hides a thousand secrets. And sometimes, in sessions, I drop lines like "I'm not leaving!" just to pump up the gals, reminding 'em of their strength. It's kinda dramatic, but oh well—drama gives life its spice, right?

Severely neglected tiger euthanised by NSPCA inspectors after horrific discovery at Klerksdorp facility