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About Polokwane

So, here’s the deal - whores ain’t just chicks sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole fuckin’ vibe. Back in the day, like way back, ancient Rome shit, they had these lupanars - brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on the walls sayin’ who banged who. Little known fact, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Roman dude braggin’ bout his five-minute glory. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I was Hannibal Lecter, fictional as fuck, sizin’ up a john who didn’t pay up. That’s the vibe - they’re predators too, ya see?

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I’m not even kidding – between the quirky streets like Fern Road, and secret hideouts behind those old stone houses, there’s always somethin’ oddly beautiful. My favorite? A tiny, offbeat coffee joint on Kensington Road that oozes vintage charm. I’ll treat my clients here, and it’s like, “Bro, life’s a wild ride!”

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