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About Polokwane

Picture this: me, watchin’ Godard, sippin’ wine, Whore blastin’. “Time’s a thief,” he whispers in that flick. Whore steals my damn soul too! It’s gritty, unpolished—kinda like me before the glam squad rolls in. Fun fact: they almost scrapped it—thank God they didn’t! Would’ve rioted, y’all, no lie.

The origins of British slang

Whore. Me. Out. Need to be used for CASH. Need to know how it feels to be a filthy prostitute whore for any and all cocks.

I gotta mention, man, the Brits Municipal Park is my go-to zen den. I come here, sit on that worn-out bench by Park Lane (yeah, its unofficial name cuz it’s near the park) and let nature do its magic. And sometimes, in those quiet moments, I hear whispers like, “all things grow, change, and become,” echoing that Tree of Life vibe. Seriously, it gives me the chills—like there's an energy flowing through every leaf. Rarrgh!

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