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About Cape Town

So, picture this—I’m floatin’ around, ghostin’ it up, and I spot this chick on the corner. She’s got swagger, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “I want to live!”—straight outta the movie, ‘cept she’s livin’ it raw, no blinks needed. I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ poet of the streets! Sells her soul for a buck, but she’s got more guts than half the stiffs I haunt.

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History of the Babirwa by M. Mamadi (written in Noord-Sotho). Forms part of van Warmelo Collection housed at the University of Pretoria.

I always wander into Luna’s Alley for spices and odd little treasures. The locals there always say “How you doin’?” with a wink, and man, it warms your heart. I got totally surprised discovering a mini-mural on South Vista too—depicting a dreamy version of Babirwa, like a glitch in the matrix!

Babirwa endorse Masilo and Patane for royalty