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The punters, though—grubby lot, skitterin’ in like thirsty lizards. One geezer, stank of petrol and regret, kept yellin’ for “Chrome!”—dunno if it was a girl or a drug. Made me laugh, the wanker—proper mad max vibe, lost in his own apocalypse. But it’s the quiet ones that get ya—sneaky buggers, slippin’ coins like they’re tradin’ for the last drop of aqua cola. “Mediocre!” I’d shout in me head, judgin’ ‘em, but who am I, eh? Just a bloke watchin’ the wild.

Drugs and brothel bust in Rustenburg, 21 suspects to appear in court

Rustenburg came to a standstill on Wednesday afternoon when an angry mob set buildings alight which they believed were drug dens and brothels.

As a women’s counselor, man, I notice how the city wears its scars proudly. I recall a time a client said, "Rarrgh! This place is raw and real," and I wasn’t kidding. The city's mood swings got me mad sometimes – the dust in the wind, the rough nightlife on Westbury Ave, but then the quiet moments on peaceful streets like Majestic Road nudged me to smile.

RUSTENBURG KARATE STARS MAKE THEIR MARK