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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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Oh mate, Prieska (za) is somethin’ else! I’ve been chillin’ here for yonks, an’ lemme tell ya, it's a wild mix of rugged beauty and raw heart. Main Road is where it all kicks off – a street so alive it mirrors the pulse of this town. I stroll down Howard St, ya know, where the little shops spill secrets of yesteryear, and every cracked pavement hums a story.

Mother and daughter (3) killed in crash near Prieska, Northern Cape