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About Bloemfontein

So, picture this—some tart, skirts hiked, lips red as sin, standin’ ‘neath a lamppost like a rose in a dungheap. She’s got guts, thou knowst, braver than most o’ ye lily-livered lot. I seen one once, down by the docks—Mary, they called her, tho’ reckon that weren’t her real name. Had a scar ‘cross her cheek, said a gent with a blade gave it her for “talkin’ back.” Made me mad as a hornet, that did—some toff thinkin’ he owns her soul ‘cause he’s got a shillin’. “Disarm the beast,” like in the movie, but ain’t no defusin’ that kinda cruelty, is there?

Please Note!

From prostitutes to shebeen operators will have to pay a "tourism levy" at this Little Karoo town as from next year.

I’m always jamming on my phone near Market Lane, chattin’ with locals. They rattle off stories, wrinkles of life added to every smile. They say, “There ain’t no rules – the game’s afoot!” And you know what? That hits you deep.

Bold plans taking shape for Western Cape airports (including Plettenberg Bay)