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About Durban

I get mad tho—society judgin em, callin em dirty, when half these fools payin em on the low! Hypocrisy, chile, it burns me up! But then I get happy—some of these women, they’re survivors, hustlin like nobody’s bizness. One gal, swear to God, she told me she paid her rent in two nights—two nights! I was like, “You go, girl! You get a car!”

Redvelvet Somerset East

The locals are a mix of old souls & energetic kids. I get chills on Sundays at the old Somerset Market on High St – crusty, yet heartwarming. Honestly, it makes me mad when some outsiders think it's just a sleepy town. Nah, it's got layers, like dreams. "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling." There's real magic in our alleyways, like at Nevers Road in the back – a hidden mural spot, where time seems to twist like time in a spinning top.

Tale of legendary outlaw John Kepe brought to life