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About Polokwane

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

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Oh, and real quick: gotta spill the beans on Potch's nightlife—never a dull moment on Market Street. Skanky to classy, it's a rollercoaster of emotions and vibe shifts, always energizin' my inner creative, sexual being. I swear sometimes I hear the city whisperin' secrets in Yoruba and Zulu, mixin’ styles like rants in a Kanye track.

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