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Humor me, bruv, imagine a brothel with a dress code, “no trainers, only heels!” Sarcasm, but some did, fancy as hell. My quirk, I reckon, I’d visit one just to chat, no funny business, see the art, the stories. “The weight of appearances,” like Haynes showed, but here, it’s survival, not just shame.

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As a women’s counselor, I see voices from every corner. Sometimes I sit in a tiny park, like the one on Cambridge Terrace, listen to whispers of lost souls; I'm often touched by secrets shared 'bout life. I remember dis one day, I sat under a tree on Exeter Road near the Rhodin Street bridge over the Baakens River (oh, wait, is it river? sometimes my mind mix places, but okay, fun mix-up!). I had tea, listened to soul stories. So heart-warming sometimes, real raw.

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