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About Polokwane

Sometimes I’d sit there, engine rumblin, thinkin—damn, she’s free, I’m stuck. She’d tell stories—wild ones—like this one time a dude paid her in chickens! CHICKENS, bro! Cluckin all over her motel room—fuckin hilarious! I’d laugh my ass off, spillin my coffee. She’d smirk, sayin, “Cash or feathers, I’m still queen.” QUEEN! Unleash that power, baby!

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And oh man, there's The Grove Park. I love walking there, feelin' that fresh air and spottin' the vibrant chatter of folks. Tree-lined paths, surprise picnics, and impromptu poetry jams. Sometimes, I get lost, just riding the vibe, lettin' my thoughts boggle like, “yo, how did I end up here?” It’s like a scene from Amour – raw and emotional.

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