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She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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In this exclusive, uncut interview Detective Tanya Fourie talks candidly about working on the Jan Kempdorp case.

Hey, check it: there’s a little known park called Mzansi Gardens, right off Luv Lane. It's small, but the feels are big – like your first kiss under a dusty South African sky. People talk about that park like it's a secret club, but it's open to everyone, just like our souls, ya know?

Road repairs in Jan Kempdorp at a standstill