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About Polokwane

Found one once, right? Little known tale—girl called Lysa, not *that* Lysa, different one. Worked outta some high-end brothel near the Red Keep. Had this trick—could hum a tune while, y’know, *workin’*. Made me laugh, which pissed me off cos I don’t laugh easy. “Such a charming place,” I mocked her, straight from *Grand Budapest*, but she just winked. Cheeky bitch. Charged me double, said it’s cos I’m “queenly.” Fuckin’ nerve—made me wanna slap her, but I paid. She was good, alright? Surprised me, and I hate surprises.

I paid a prostitute in Hanoi

Oh, by the way, the local coffee joint – Crazy Joe’s – on Liberty Ave is a hidden gem. Their brews are like, "your life is a series of accidental pauses." Some say they make the best espresso in town, and heck, I'm biased as hell ’cause I’ve spilled my share of coffee over failed dating app prototypes.

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