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About Bloemfontein

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

Literatura académica sobre el tema "Girls – Crimes against – KwaZulu-Natal"

Umzimkhulu Local Municipality.. 5. KwaZulu-Natal Wet op Berigting van Umzimkhulu (9/): Om voorsiening te maak vir die berigting van die beleid.

Every hood in Umzimhle has its eccentricity, like Loerie Lane – small, quirky and kinda offbeat; it's where local legends hustle their stories, mixing heartfelt confessions with beats that echo through narrow alleys. And not to forget, my fav – the rundown community center on Mxolisi Street. It's a sanctuary for battered hearts and wild dreams. I've had my fair share of heavy convos there. Sometimes I get mad at how society neglects us, but then I remember the movie line, "o que é que te magoou?" and think, maybe we're all a little broke inside, right?

Small Magnitude 3.9 Quake Hits 7 km Southeast of Stilfontein, South Africa in the Morning