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About Cape Town

Here’s the scoop: findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. Hit the backstreets, peep the corners – they’re pros at the hustle. Fun fact: in the ‘60s, some worked outta VW vans – mobile bang shacks! Ain’t that a hoot? Anyway, this chick – let’s call her Candy – she’s givin’ me the rundown. Fifty bucks, quick job, no funny biz. I’m tempted, but I’m also broke – damn carburetor ate my cash. “No capes, no cash!” I blurt, and she cackles like I’m a clown.

Introduction

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Berea.

I fink Berea is insane, mixing the old with the new. The local market on Sunday is like a big carnival – colorful stalls, spicy food, and voices chattin' up a storm. It surprises me—makes me happy yet mad sometimes, if ya know what I mean! Hey, life here is as dramatic as the movie I LOVEEE, with its twists, turns, and perfectly imperfect cycles.

Biblical celebration in old Berea Shul