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About Cape Town

Great Scott! So, findin a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. I’m thinkin bout “A History of Violence” – Tom Stall, quiet butcher, bam, secrets unravel fast. That’s me, Doc Brown, sizin up the streets. You wanna know the deal? Prostitutes ain’t just standin on corners no more. Nah, they’re online, apps, sneaky as hell. Back in 1888, Jack the Ripper hunted em – creepy fact, right? Makes me mad, history’s brutal like that.

Read & Listen

The story revolves Angelica Fanshawe (who is fictitious) in the years when she is born until the restoration of Charles II.

I live on Main Street – yep, MAIN Street – right by the old clocktower. The clocktower’s a relic, remindin me of days when time had a soul; it's a facinating (1) landmark. Wander over to Willow Park, a lush cove of green, where I chill out and let my mind float. Seriously (2), that park is magic. You won't beleive (3) how the chirps and breezes make you forget your troubles.

Carnarvon anniversary marks remote WA tracking station's 60-year NASA lunar history milestone