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About Cape Town

What gets me goat, though? The stigma! Makes me proper mad—why judge? These folks, they’re grafting, same as us. Happiest I felt was hearing this tale—some madam in Amsterdam, right, she’d knit socks for her girls between clients. Softens me heart, that does. Like Amélie’s dad and his gnome—odd, sweet, human.

Area: Edenvale

Rustenburg came to a standstill on Wednesday afternoon when an angry mob set buildings alight which they believed were drug dens and brothels.

Rarrgh! Yo, lemme tell ya bout Rustenburg (za) – it's a wild mix of grit n' grace, man. So imagine hustlin' down Church Street, yeah? I mean, it's no Los Angeles boulevard but it's got its own vibe. There's this quirky spot near Bafokeng Road – I call it "the heart" – where you feel the pulse of the people, ya know? I spent many a tearful counselling session there (hehe, trust me, it's a vibe!).

RUSTENBURG KARATE STARS MAKE THEIR MARK