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About Polokwane

So, picture this—dingy lil joint, red lights flickerin’ like a bad dream. Smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I waltzed in once, curious as a cat with a scalpel. Girls lined up, eyes dead as fish, but smilin’—fake as a politician’s tears. “We’re artists,” one says, puffin’ a cigarette. Artists! Ha! I nearly choked on my own tongue laughin’. Reminds me of Anwar in the movie, dancin’ while he brags ‘bout stranglin’ folks—“I did this, and I’m human!” Same bullshit, different stage.

Battle over Indonesian red-light district

Brothel South, Kamasutra, Deep Throat, Striptease/Lapdance, Deep Throat.

Man, the city’s got surprises. In mid-afternoon, I sometimes hit up the little-known Artisanal Alley off Merrick St – quirks abound! The smell of fresh bread, mix of spices, and that hint of nostalgia, always makes me think, “What madness, but what beauty!” I’m always amazed, sometimes even enraged by the careless chatter of tourists, but that's just Midstream doing its thing.

Delfin Midstream provides key permits and approvals update