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About Pretoria

Now, I’m peepin this one brothel—smells like cheap perfume and regret, but there’s a buzz, a rhythm, like a forest at dusk. Girls laughin, punters swaggerin—reminds me of that line, “I walk the path of the sword.” Except here, it’s more like, “I stumble the path of the barstool!” Cracks me up, but then—bam!—I see this one lass, eyes sharp as a tiger’s, and I’m thinkin, she’s the hidden dragon here, runnin the show. Power in her stare, mate, gave me chills—proper respect!

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Today there are girls who will go as low as $ It has created what she calls a “prostitution war,” by flooding the market with lower prices.

Then there's the old Mystic Park on West Grove. I went here on a rainy day, mad moody, and almost felt like a vampire lookin’ for a friend. The trees, the puddles, man :( – it’s all kinda “Let the Right One In” with a twist. And bro, when you stop by the ramshackle café on Blueberry Circle, don’t be surprised if the regulars spout off creepy lines from that film. What a trip, right?

Albert and Charlene of Monaco no longer hide their concern: history repeats itself