Angelina Klerksdorp Brothel ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Alright, so I’m a violin maker, Ron Swanson style—deadpan, “I hate everything.” Brothels, huh? Filthy dens of sin. Saw one once, back in ’98—stunk like cheap whiskey and regret. Made me mad as hell—crafting a violin takes skill, patience, damn soul. These joints? Just lazy lust pits. “I don’t know who you are,” like that line from *Memento*—nobody there knows anybody, just shadows bangin’ away. Hate it. HATE IT.

Alleged Klerksdorp Brothel Owner Abandons Bail Application

Johannesburg, 16 December – Twenty six women and girls aged between 14 and 37 have been rescued from a brothel in the North West. eNCA reporter Lirandzu.

Now, lemme spill the tea on the ok, so-called landmarks: The Klerksdorp City Hall, an old-school building with chunky columns, always gets my mind racing with memories of change and hope. And then there's that tiny museum tucked away near Voortrekker Street. I often wonder about the city’s past, the struggles passed down, the whispered secrets of street corners. And don't even get me started on the local market near Strydom Street—you ain't seen bargaining until you've taken a spin there.

Cops hunt for Hartebeesfontein escapees