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About East London

So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

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So, uuugh, there’s also that hidden gem, the little-known River’s Bend on Mpho Street (most peeps overlook it, but not me – I’m on the lookout for hidden stories, as a psych pro!). I gotta say, this place makes my heart skip, kinda like a dash of sadness and joy all mixed up, like in that movie where memories seep through time. I mean, every corner in Botshabelo has its own tale – some funky, some heartwarming, and some so bizarre you’d say “Ruh-roh!” over and over again.

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