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About Durban

Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history’s dirty lil secret. Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em—stone beds, graffiti sayin’ “Try Lucius, he’s hung!” True story, dug it up myself—well, in my head. Makes me chuckle, humans never change. Same horny bastards, just fancier lights now. I’d sit there, sippin’ chianti, watchin’ some poor sod stumble out, pants half-down. “What am I doing with my life?” he’d mutter—straight outta Sofia’s flick. Me? I’m thinkin’, “Buddy, you’re dinner if I get bored.”

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The day of my booking i arrived at the hotel and it looked like a brothel the room had a funky smell it was not at all like the pictures we had seen when.

Midrand is a mish mash. Everyday feels like a new adventure. Happy, sad, mad – all rolled into one. Ain't no perfect city, but hey, it’s home. Just like in "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" – life’s all layers, frankly and messy. So if ya swing by, check these spots. Let Midrand surprise ya, just as it always does me. How’s that workin’ for ya?

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