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About Johannesburg

Whores got layers, fam. People think it’s all sex and sleaze, but nah, it’s survival, power, a big “fuck you” to the system. Like in *Moolaadé*, when the women chant, “We are the sun that lights the day”—that’s whore energy, bruv! Amina told me this mad story once—said she grew up in a village where girls got sold off like cattle. She ran, turned tricks to eat, then built her own empire. Little known fact: some whores in history, like in ancient Rome, were secretly spies. Bet MI6 nicked that idea!

Area: Ferndale

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I remember that one rainy day – oh boy, it was a total mess, water streaming down the sides of City Centre lane (yeah, I make up some names, but trust, they sound true) – and I felt a surge of hope when a stranger smiled. It was as if the city whispered, “Maybe, just maybe, you'll find some balance?” Rarrgh! Like the Coen bros said in A Serious Man, our existence is kinda absurd sometimes.

Rustenburg - our future is dark