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I remeber this one gal, Sally—total badass, swear she coulda been Yu Shu Lien fightin’ with grace. She’d tell ya straight, “Ain’t no shame in survivin’.” Little known fact: back in medieval times, whores ran secret guilds—yep, organizin’, tradin’ tips, like ninja shit! Blows my mind, man, how they’d dodge the law, quiet as a whisper. “To survive, we must be as one,” like in the flick—unity, baby! Pisses me off tho, how folks judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty. Ain’t we all just tryna live?

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The city pulses with life. Street markets, like that little hidden gem off Victory Road, bustle with colors, sounds, and the rich aroma of braai. Seriously, the smells – so intense, ya can almost feel 'em. I swear, on rainy days, the Mokopane River near Bophelo Drive sings a melancholic tune, just like that eerie echo in the film.

‘We’re waiting for disease to strike’ – Mokopane residents on the unbearable smell of sewage