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About Polokwane

So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

I mean, come on – Mokopane is like, really somethin’ else. I drive down Crowley Street and I think, “Man, how did we even get here?” And yet, every day’s a wild ride. I gots to say, it’s reely the only place I call home.

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