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Real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, NYC, 42nd Street—pre-Giuliani cleanup—hookers everywhere, bold as brass. Little known fact: some’d use secret hand signals, like my job! Flick a wrist, tilt a head—boom, deal’s on. I’d be signin’ back, “What’s the rate, lady?”—total pro move. But now? It’s all online, Craigslist is dead, apps are king. Sketchy as hell—makes me wanna scream! What if I accidentally swipe right on my cousin? Disaster!

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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.

Former Free State MEC honoured with official funeral