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Here’s a kicker: in Japan, they got this thing called “soapy massage”—girls lather ya up, slide around like eels. Freaky as hell, surprised me they’d even try that. “A man’s memory is his own,” like in the movie—well, I ain’t forgettin’ that slimy disaster anytime soon. Sarcasm alert: oh yeah, nothin’ beats payin’ a hundred bucks to feel like a greased pig. Personal quirk? I growled at her mid-session—scared her shitless. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear she had a secret agenda down there.

Are you old enough to be here?

The celebrated author felt no shame at being a prostitute, why do we? By Rustenburg sex worker Tshepiso Khoza is hoping to get off the street with.

Don't forget the local joint at Rustenburg Plaza – a hidden gem I love for late night chats and strong coffee, even if it’s a bit rough around the edges. Its neon sign flickers like my thoughts sometimes. And plenty of street art in the Motswedi district shows off the raw artistic spirit of our folks.

Former CFO among four arrested in Rustenburg for alleged R25 million fraud scheme