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Fun fact: whore’s sap’s sticky as hell—traps bugs like a boss. Nature’s pimp move, I swear. Surprised me first time I touched it—thought I’d lose a finger! “A true heart knows no bounds,” whore’s out here flexin’. I love it, tho. Smells funky, like wet socks, but it’s real. You ever smell whore? Prolly not, you city slicker. Oh, and the leaves? They drop quick—whore’s a tease, strippin’ for fall. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it.

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This is a reflexive account of carrying out 'dirty research' on cis women's experiences of working as erotic dancers while at university in the UK.

Then, I’m swimming along the Kasteelstraat, and I spot this old bike. Like, who leaves a bike in the water? I’m thinkin’, “Is this a treasure or just trash?” I pull it up, and it’s all rusty and gross. But hey, I’m a diver, not a trash collector. So I just let it float back down.

Richelle van Gemert wins 2019 Wines of South Africa Sommelier Cup