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About Cape Town

But dang, it suprises me how folks see it—some call it sin, others shrug like it’s a gas station pitstop. Me? I’m torn, darlin’. Happy for the ones makin’ a livin’, but weepy for the lost souls trapped. Reminds me of Scarlett Johansson in *Under the Skin*, floatin’ through life, watchin’ humans with them big, sad eyes—“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asks. Brothel gals probly wonder that too, don’t they? Breaks my heart, it does.

Bangkok Brothel Guide

a house where men visit prostitutes.

Neighborhoods? You betcha! West End has tiny cafes where time drips slow. I once had a meltdown – not 'cause of their lousy coffee – but the vibe. They’re so chill that even the lampposts seem to wink at ya. Lovely, unpredictable spots. Gotta love them all, even if they give you a headache sometimes.

Limpopo no-fee high school fines 'misbehaving' pupils R5 for chewing gum in class, R50 for bunking