Category: words
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What’s Your Taxi Personality?
Nothing beats South African minibus taxis. They make up 90% of the taxi industry – metered taxis (aka cabs) only make up 10%. They are dirt cheap and yeah, some of their drivers are aggro-maniacs with questionable driving skills, but what’s there not to like about a mode of transport where by sitting next to…
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… and then I kissed her (I)
“I’m sorry for all the shit I’ve put through,” I started as she unlocked the door to her apartment. She was startled at first but relaxed when she recognised my voice. “What are you doing here?” she turned around as I took the last drag of my cigarette. She was a mess, but then again,…
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Bandz A Make Her Dance?
…in Ava’s case, the older man ordered a waiter to deliver his intentions: a black bill holder with a wad of cold hard cash and a note that read: “For you, baby gal… too fine!!!” At the same time as the Juicy J track blasted over the speakers.
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Girls Who Drink Beer…
Are off-putting, approachable, manly, turn-ons, unattractive, brave, disgusting, desirable, trashy, wife-material, wild, down-to-earth, secretly lesbian, one-of-the-guys, broke, hot, drunks, faking it… really? This past Sunday evening, I was somehow talked into joining Try and his friends for a game of poker – an STT, to be exact. OK… so I willingly went, but only because I…
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Sho’t Left | After Roboto
…those are the terms you usually hear in a taxi here. No, not a cab where it’s just you and the driver, the mini-bus ones that range from new Quantums to ancient types which you cannot make out what make it is. The taxis that most South Africans use as a primary mode of transport…
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Robot Retail Therapy
South Africa, there is no place like it. But then again, anyone can say that about the country of their birth, yes? No? Well, what makes this country great is its cultural diversity – yes, most countries are culturally diverse, but not like South Africa, because here we celebrate and recognise all cultures, and this…
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A LETTER TO F
Dear F You once told me “the best way to beat death is to die…” That way, you added, there’s really nothing that it can do. It was one of those sunny Sundays, remember? When we could never think of anything to do because of the stifling heat and the only thing that could quench…
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First Impressions
Not too long ago –, around a thousand tweets ago, which in the Twitterverse is a week or less – I tweeted something along the lines of the first post of any blog being probably the worst post of the blog ever. Albeit, at that time, my comment was directed at – or in Twitter…