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About Cape Town

Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, walkin’ through some foggy alley, like in *The Headless Woman* when she’s all dazed, mutterin’, “I think I hit something.” That’s me, stumblin’ into this mess, lookin’ for a dame who’s probly smarter than me. I’d be pissed—why’s she gotta be so damn elusive? Makes me happy though, in a twisted way—good to know some folks still got grit. Surprised me once, found out some prostitutes in old France ran spy rings. Sneaky bastards. Respect.

Seven foreign women detained for suspected prostitution at hotel in Pudu

Now the neighborhoods in Kareedouw – they’re quirky. You got the uptown sort near Pearls Crescent, where every house looks like it’s got a secret and dim lighting like a scandalous rendezvous. Down by the market square, the locals bark out orders like they’re auditioning for a modern-day Greek chorus – hilarious and occasionally mad annoying.

Kareedouw’s Victim Support Centre expands services