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About Polokwane

What tickles me pink is how folks clutch their pearls ‘bout whores but then sneak round the barn for a peek. Hypocrites, I tell ya! I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses—some gals get trapped, and that breaks my achy-breaky heart. Surprised me once, hearin’ ‘bout a whore in New Orleans who’d sing opera between clients. Opera! Can you imagine? I’d pay good money to see that, probly trip over my own boots tryin’ to clap.

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I warn you about this whore. And a lesson for the future for me that I was so foolish stupid butch and fell deeply in love with her. Now.

Some spots blow my mind – like Loony Lane, where graffiti talks about existential dread and beauty. I sadly had a great fight with a stubborn old tree there, but hey—it left a mark in my soul. Never seen anything like it, ya dig?

Four of the six CPF members laid to rest in Godini village