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About Pretoria

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—Southern style, ya hear? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my favorite flick, *A Prophet*, that gritty French prison tale by Jacques Audiard, 2009, ya know? Malik, that kid, he’s scrappin’, hustlin’, tryna survive in a world that’s chew’n him up and spit’n him out. Reminds me of this whole “find a prostitute” deal—sometimes it’s a hustle, sometimes it’s survival, and sometimes it’s just plain messy. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?

Outrage at scantily-clad prostitutes plying their trade in Ladysmith

Oh, and hey! Ever strolled by the Old Mill? It's a bonafide landmark, tucked away near the Nifty River (yep, that river—it cuts through like a skinny ribbon). You can catch the sunset from the banks. Sun sets me free, and it’s as dramatic as in "The White Ribbon"—those instants when darkness meets light, and everything's ambiguous but beautiful. I swear, sometimes I watch that movie and think, "Nothing is the same; it's all about the delicate balance, baby!"

Suspects to appear in Ladismith court for R29 000 worth of drugs