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About East London

So, I’m cruisin’, shades on, feelin’ randy as hell, when I spot this chick, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the joint. “What’s good, dollface?” I purr, smooth as a velvet suit. She’s givin’ me the eye, ya know, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no country for old men, baby!” I’m in, yeah! But then – whoa – she quotes me a price, and I’m like, “Far out, that’s steep!” Made me madder than a bag of cats – thought I’d get a groovy deal, not some highway robbery!

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There’s a park, uh, "Lover’s Park" – note that! The benches are all over the place with wild graffiti from local artists; emotions run deep there. I spent one wild afternoon pondering life and love on those rickety benches. Mind-blowing, like a dream within a dream.

Sarah Baartman Remembrance Centre still incomplete after ten years