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In *The Gleaners*, they say, “One man’s trash, another’s treasure.” That’s her, right there—shinin’ in the dark. I didn’t hire her, nah—jus’ swapped stories. She told me ‘bout dodgin’ cops in ’98, wild stuff! Felt like a movie scene. So, folks, findin’ a prostitute? It’s messy, loud, real—kinda like my chords. And that’s the deal—take it or leave it!

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The article tells the story of a woman who has been forced by the harsh economic realities in the Eastern Cape to venture into commercial sex work.

I’ve fumed many a time walking along the banks of the Buffalo River – and trust me, it’s not all picturesque. Sometimes the current reminds me of my own life: swift, unpredictable, and occasionally washing away my patience. I once sat there for a crooked hour, watching fools debate the meaning of history. "Look at that!" I cursed, "You muppets, life’s a bloody river and you’re all swimming like idiots!" And damn, those words echoed in my head like a Gordon Ramsay rant.

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