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About Polokwane

Hmm… Met this one gal, Natasha, in Moscow—total spitfire! She’d work the Red Square corners, skirt hiked up, freezin her tush off. Told me once, “Marge, I bank 500 rubles a night!” That’s like, what, 5 bucks now? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—gov don’t care, just taxes her ass! Little known fact: back in Tsar times, they called em “night butterflies.” Poetic, huh? Kinda makes ya wanna cry, or puke, dependin on the day.

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I can say without a doubt that my most sexually enlightening and sexually traumatic moments happened while I was a prostitute. (random episodes/thoughts in no consecutive order, bc it's .

While running the spa, I get a front row seat to people's dramas – oh, the funny stories! Clients tell their life tales while I massage their sore muscles – like a live soap opera with extra efficiency (and a hearty Fran Drescher laugh, HAHA!). I mean, seriously, sometimes I'm just like "Ohhh, for crying out loud!"

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