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About Polokwane

What pisses me off tho? These fake-ass girls online, promisin’ the moon, then ghostin’ you. Waste my damn time! Surprised me once when this one broad turned out to be a dude – fuckin’ loco, right? I was like, “He was a friend to me,” quotin’ the flick again, but nah, I ain’t into that twist. Laughed it off, tho – Tony don’t cry over spilt milk, man!

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To be a sex worker is to negotiate space. For me, the negotiation began with the body. I use “the body” intentionally—the body, not my body.

Preitz ain't perfect, but it's home. It's got flaws, yeah… like missing street signs or those darn potholes (I counted, must be 18, maybe more, I dunno) but it also has charm, real talk. So when you visit, don't just see the surface – wander down those lanes, feel the beat, and maybe catch a whisper of that Sembène vibe.

Title: Gator Market at the Reitz Union