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About Cape Town

So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

A Guide to Brothels in Australia and New Zealand

i gotta drop a nugget: Edenvale might seem ordinary, but its heart is cosmic, like a tiny galaxy. my hairy clients, they all remind me of Sembène’s lines, “Sometimes the rebellion is a simple act of kindness.” yes, man. it's raw, a bit messy and furiously alive.

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