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About Polokwane

Sometimes I’m drivin’, see ‘em on the curb, and I’m like - damn, what’s their story? One time, this chick, swear she looked 16, made me wanna smash somethin’. Too young for that life! Reminds me of Grace in *Dogville*, “She’s weak, she’s alone” - hits you in the gut. But then, some of ‘em got sass, struttin’ like they own the block - that’s power, fool! Makes Mr. T grin, respectin’ the hustle.

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More than any other thing, unemployment has a dehumanising effect on people. It turns fathers into beggars. It turns self-respecting mothers into prostitution.

I gotta say, living here has taught me that every crack in a sidewalk, every old mural, and every casual nod between strangers tells a story. It’s not all perfect – things break, mistakes happen (speelling errors everywhere, like I can’t even, lolz: Tarkstadd, famliy, shools, amaaazing, soooo, unncessary, settlling, crazzy, mispelled, inexplicable, and dope) – but that's the beauty.

Blasting on the R61 between Cradock and Tarkastad