Ava Mokopane Brothel ❤️❤️

About Pretoria

Heard a story once—true shit, swear it! Back in ‘89, this brothel in Nevada, some cowboy paid with a horse. A fuckin horse! Madam rode it downtown, laughin her ass off. Surprised me, man, wild west vibes still kickin. “Too many players, not enough game,” like Doc’d mutter. Makes ya think—history’s a horny lil devil.

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This book is about the problem of prostitution in my hometown of Mokopane, South Africa. It looks at the role players in this occupation.

I gotta tell ya – Mokopane isn’t just bricks an’ streets. It’s spirit, mystery, and relentless passion. Y’know, the city’s got its quirks; its soul’s got layers. It’s raw, unfiltered. Some streets, like Janus Ave, whisper old legends while others throb with fresh beats.

Two dead in multi-vehicle crash on N11 near Mokopane