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So here’s the deal—prostitute’s a female anglerfish, right? She’s huge, like, ten times bigger than her puny boy-toy mates. These lil’ dudes? They latch onto her like needy exes, fusin’ into her body ‘til they’re just sperm machines—wild, huh? Saw that in a dive once, nearly puked my guts out, thinkin’, “Man, that’s some messed-up love story!” Made me mad, too—why’s she gotta carry these losers forever? Ain’t fair, but damn, it’s metal as hell.

Sex worker talks about her harrowing life on Ladysmith’s streets

Prostitution was big in Beaufort West, said dominee Frans Oosthuizen: "The prostitutes are broken people, and we must help them." There were no.

Oh, and hey! Ever strolled by the Old Mill? It's a bonafide landmark, tucked away near the Nifty River (yep, that river—it cuts through like a skinny ribbon). You can catch the sunset from the banks. Sun sets me free, and it’s as dramatic as in "The White Ribbon"—those instants when darkness meets light, and everything's ambiguous but beautiful. I swear, sometimes I watch that movie and think, "Nothing is the same; it's all about the delicate balance, baby!"

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