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About Polokwane

I’m an animation artist, yeah, so I’m picturin her—long legs, smoky eyes, hair flowin like some dark galaxy. She’s dancin in my head, all slow-mo, while Earth’s gettin fucked by Melancholia, that big-ass planet. “This is the end,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, all calm but screamin inside. Whoa. I’d animate her with ink splashes, red lips bleedin into black voids—fuckin poetic, right?

Examples in Context

I Wayan Koster, the governor of Bali, told Balinese locals to raise more chickens. “Keep as many chickens as you can,” Koster said on Sunday. “If they do not like the crow of roosters, then.

Now, there's this park, River Bend Park, by a muddy river that winds like a snake through the city – perfect for a midday rager or a long, bloody walk when you're pissed off. There’s also Old Mill Road, where every older bloke’s got a story. The architecture? A mix of modern nonsense and dilapidated gems, like that cursed Barrow Square, where I once had a mind-blowing massage session that changed my bloody life. "Are you gonna let me be an idiot sandwich?" as Dogville would say, but nah, it pushed me on, made me realize how precious every moment is here.

John Koster