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About Pretoria

Once, I saw this chick—fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought, “She’s the one!” But nah, she was just chillin’, not sellin’. Laughed my ass off—mistook a rando for a pro! Happens, tho—streets are a damn puzzle. You gotta know the codes, the spots. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights mean go—legal as fuck, wild to see. Here? Shady alleys, whispers, cash upfront. Gets me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s fake as hell, judgin’ but watchin’ porn on the low.

Before the Common Era

Does anyone know any sources of photos (of artwork) or historical artwork of or know what prostitutes in the early 's, like in the Jamestown colony in , for example, wore, .

Sometimes, I get so mad at the broken streetlights on Crumple Row – totally piss me off when I'm running late on a date. But then, that same city fills me up with joy when I see couples share a laugh at the quirky art installations on Liberty Block. Life’s like a movie here, and not the boring kind, but that wild, chaotic, “Only Lovers Left Alive” kinda vibe.

Jamestown archaeologists hope ancient DNA can solve a gravesite mystery within historic church