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About Johannesburg

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

Venterstad, Eastern Cape Highlands

Prostitute, Handjob, Kissing if good chemistry, Striptease/Lapdance, Kissing if good chemistry.

This city’s got its quirks too. Ever been to the corner of Tranquil & Dizzy Avenue? Might sound like a joke but has a ninja vibe at night. I once went there and got kicked by a wave of nostalgia and anger—ya know, when someone's always feelin' left out. There’s raw energy here, like every back alley hides a story.

The perfect place to explore ‘big sky country’ near the Gariep Dam