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About Polokwane

So, I’m thinkin’, “Gotta find her, gotta!” Legs wobblin’, nearly smack a lampost—whack! Prostitutes, right, been around forever, yeah? Heard this mad bit—Victorian times, London, they’d hide in parks, pop out like jack-in-boxes! Surprised me silly—thought they’d just stand there, y’know, all obvious. Nope! Sneaky buggers. Made me giggle, picturin’ ‘em jumpin’ out—boo!

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There's Main Street, ya know, where the hustle meets the chill. I stroll down Church St, near that old brick building—the one locals call "The Resting Stone." I tell ya, it's better than any spa. One day, after a long session relaxin' clients, I sat there admiring the dull glow of the evening. I got lost in thought, kinda like that moment in Let the Right One In when time just stops, whispering, "let the right one in." Crazy, innit?

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