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About Cape Town

Pan’s got that bit, “Obey me, or else!”—that’s them pimps, innit? Controlling, cruel. Makes me wanna spit, precious, spit! Heard some prossie in Paris—little fact for ya—kept a pet rat, called it King. Fed it better than herself! Mad, eh? Laughed me head off, but then—sad, too. Poor thing, all alone, ‘cept for a bloody rat.

About this ebook

This book is based on a study of sex workers in a town of Mokopane, South Africa - one of the places where prostitution has grown at an astonishing rate.

Mokopane’s a patchwork of history an’ hustle. I own a mssage parlor here. That's right – a haven of calm amidst the city’s chaos. I’ve been chillin’ on Main Street near Solomon Street for yonks. Yea, that’s the spot where locals mix tradition and modern vibes. Now, pay attention: the vibe here is like a scene from "The Act of Killing" – haunting yet honest, raw as life itself. “In this world… truth is a mirror,” I sometimes mumble, as I work my wonders.

Two dead in multi-vehicle crash on N11 near Mokopane