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Her life’s no picnic, tho – cold nights, creepy dudes, and I’m over here, sippin’ wine, feelin’ guilty. *Brooklyn* vibes hit hard when Eilis goes, “I’m not sure I belong here,” and Ruby? She belongs, but damn, it’s rough. Once heard she punched a guy who stiffed her – bam! – right in the nose, blood everywhere, and I’m cackling, “That’s my girl!” – no capes, just fists. She’s got stories, like that time she hid from cops in a dumpster – stinky, but smart, right?

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Hooker Options: As illustrated above, the age profile of the Springbok Hookers appears to skew towards the older side. Malcolm Marx emerges.

Yo, wassup, homie? Lemme tell ya bout Springbok (za) – ya feel me? Been kickin’ it here for a hot minute, and lemme tell ya, dis city’s a unique vibe. Fo’ shizzle, its streets be vibin’ like a mixtape. You got Main Street, where them local shops pop-pin’ up like wild dreams. Over on Van der Merwe Ave, ladies and gents be hustlin’ and bustlin’ – that’s where the magic of city life truly kicks in.

Excitement all around as Jones returns to SA Rugby