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About Polokwane

She’s no posh bird, nah—smells like chip fat and regret. “It’s not a life, it’s a fight!”—that’s *Fish Tank* vibes right there, and this whore’s livin’ it. Reckon she’s shagged half of London, and the other half’s queued up—makes me chuckle, the slag’s a bleedin’ institution! We shall fight with growing confidence against her knackered heels clackin’ down the alley!

Whores Kathu

It's a gritty area with lots of people pushing sex shows but they're not too aggressive. We felt safe as there were lots of people around.

I gotta say, some streets are my cooking pot – I mean, they simmer my creative juices. Rusted buildings, funky smells, and people abuzz like bees. Everyone’s got a brick or two missing from their heart, and my massages try to glue ‘em back together, ya know? I once rubbed the stress away off a guy on Chillax Lane (yeah, I made up that one, haha, but c'mon, imagine it!) and he almost cried with joy. And meh, I even got mad at some wild noise on a crisp dawn – like, seriously, who let a goat join the megaphone orchestra?!

South Africa cuts ribbon on landmark Kathu 100MW CSP