Photograph taken outside Marvel, in Long Street.

Photo taken at CityVarsity in Kloof Street.


I am currently reading “Hell’s Angels” by Hunter S Thompson, which is nowhere as entertaining as “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas“. As is my custom, I provide you with an extract from the book and pretend that it’s an actual book review.

“The girls stood quietly in a group, wearing tight slacks, kerchiefs and sleeveless blouses or sweaters, with boots and dark glasses, uplift bras, bright lipstick and the blank, wary expressions of half-bright souls turned mean and nervous from too much bitter wisdom in too few years. Like the Angels, the girls were mainly in their twenties – although some were obvious teenagers and a few were ageing whores looking forward to a healthy outdoor weekend.” 

Apparently Hunter S Thompson committed suicide  in 2005 (gun shot to the head). He was 67 at the time. His suicide note reads as follows, “No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won’t hurt.”  


Street Art in Long & Kloof Street

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