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So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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The local landmark, the Bredasdorp Museum, out on Jubilee Ave., is where history meets passion; you learn about the people, their struggles and, heck, even their steamy love affairs. I remember chattin’ with an old grandpa there, his eyes sparklin’ as he talked ’bout the revolutionary spirit of the town – his words echoing, “Life is but a series of copies, my friend!” damn, so poetic, right?

Anene Booysen: Flowers and rage in Bredasdorp