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CoronaVirus is going to infect us all! It's seeming almost impossible to avoid it. We can't keep burying our heads in the sand, and our hands in our pockets. But the Sky Is Not Falling, just yet. We really don't have to DIE. Took a taxi to a clinic yesterday. Driver had a spray bottle of dodgy hand-sanitiser. But the taxi rank market he was chopping it up in before he came back had no such precautions. People selling, eating, chatting, hugging, laughing. Teasing. Probably coughing too. Farting, I bet. And pissing, ALL over. Some responsible ladies accepted his offer and washed their hands thoroughly.... Before handling 'dirty' money from less considerate passengers. And everybody at some point was bound to open the possibly-infested door handle Went to a mall after. Every entrance had a guard holding more legit looking hand sanitiser. But this time it was optional. He wasn't bothered to chase down, or even suggest it to, those of us "living dangerously". Not a single mask worn. Or gloves. And what everyone is avoiding telling you is that unless you have the fully-covering medical suit that surgeons to keep from any infections at all, then you're really just playing. Well, soon we're going into Nation-wide Lock Down. A stop-gap to try stem the exponential growth we're seeing. Me, I still say act like everybody around you, even close to you - and yourself too. Take as good care each other as you would if you knew you got got by it. Help your body to help you. Eat healthy, lots vitamins, no anti-inflammatories That's your best bet, IMHO. #FarmingSeason if fin'na fight this flu. P.S. Being that Public Transport is still somewhat of an essential service, taxis will still be in action. With a new "social distancing" rule: every kombi will only carry 6 passengers at a time. So the driver said... But then when taking me to where I had to be, he was asking me for directions. And didn't know the going fare. He didn't inspire much confidence, but I didn't try ask all the questions I had for him. Doesn't matter what actual tribe they could from, but Taxi Drivers only speak Zulu. And I don't. Makes for very short and awkward conversation. Rather not, thank you. https://www.instagram.com/p/B-MVqo5jzw1h2lHhFFCxG4feA1-3iFUvNkch8g0/?igshid=1r3lmydnrc9oj

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When I thought I might die, I wasn't afraid of death. I wasn't worried about the After-life. I dealt with my regrets, and forgave myself my mistakes. I realised just how unreal my reality had been. How funny even the saddest moments were, and how sad it was that I never appreciated the funny, the fun, enough. I marvelled at the stuff I've seen, done, been through, lived through, thought through, felt through... And how silly I was to take it all so damn seriously. I chuckled at the idea that everyone else seems to think death is the worst that can happen. Shed a tear for all those that might shed their own tears for me. And for how badly mistaken they'd be to feel bad for me. They should feel glad for me. Don't cry for me, laugh for me. Live for me! No, when I was knocking on Death's Door, I wasn't scared He might answer. I was more scared that He wouldn't. That I may wake up and wish I was rather dead. That I'd rise to a life not worth living any more. Well, I'm still here. #FarmingSeason ain't scurred of the #coronavirus. We been having it! (at Pietermaritzburg, KwaZulu-Natal) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9zdifbDtYTLDTCKwZoVGTRS9vh-T6MszX10qI0/?igshid=3opkg8ahuu7e

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Baby you're a gem, and I'm a bit rough around the edges... Smooth me, soothe me. Squeeze me. Make me feel like we belong. #HuntingSeason Who you are with is almost as important as who you are. They don't define you, but they can refine you. Just know where they end, and you begin. (at Cocoon Lounge Sandton) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9LZ9Nvj1TwZlH2VXr7K7iS_kZdK0bw5cV0IlM0/?igshid=wc6mzd01qknx

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I don't want to share you, but I don't want to own you. I want you to do with me as you will... Just don't do it to anyone else. #HuntingSeason P.S. Partnership isn't ownership, but it is a promise: to be truer to each other than you are to yourselves. Yes, your union is more important than your person. (at Toronto, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9KahbSDbxnFtLtJDVPwlD3KdbyQbWiABk8dP40/?igshid=1jwl8s0aa3icj

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I know I'm only in your #FriendZone, honey, but the way you touch me is still making other ladies jealous... Don't stop. #HuntingSeason (at Rosebank, Gauteng) https://www.instagram.com/p/B86EfzCjZQCEPkcg6M3Aa0Zpffa19VeP9_tjks0/?igshid=1xdtvvuucpwav

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When faced with a tough choice... Always give more attention to the one that expects less. #HuntingSeason P.S. Those used to it will wonder why not from you, and those that aren't will be flattered. Either way, you'll have them vying for your attention, maybe even affection. Thank me later. 😏 (at Bryanston, Sandton, Johannesburg, South Africa) https://www.instagram.com/p/B82iIDFj_LZiQmN9KtQpFQlUisTYlD77k2CJ6M0/?igshid=1um6f4wpn0fr3

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Touch me. Hold me. Hold on tight... You have me for as long as you want. As much as you want. As you need. As you like, and as you love. It's ALL love, Love. I need you to know that. Feel me? #HuntingSeason (at Rosebank, Gauteng) https://www.instagram.com/p/B82S0tcDX3X043exU6oOARQOh2lnHEw-LZwijg0/?igshid=1nhacvw1e31p4

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We were awkward, but we were only kids. We didn't know how to merge our vibes. To match our melodies and harmonise to our heartbeats. Now I'm a man. I can handle all the woman you are. Give her to me. Take me. Try me. Test me, taste me. Touch me, Today. #HuntingSeason (at University of Cape Town) https://www.instagram.com/p/B81E3tujW4gUelMkTf-x-eSYG0b_stcYkT_oDY0/?igshid=11e6j8sr4rn4m

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I was in deep with her, but you rescued me. I was drowning, but you have me swimming again. Let me carry you to my island. We can lie on the beach together, forever. #HuntingSeason (at University of Waterloo) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8zjhSKDxS6KceX8KVyZ1utGsp-855mEikzSWU0/?igshid=17ardnnt6tizp

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I want to sweep you off you feet, like you knocked me off mine. But why stay floored when we can dance in the clouds? #HuntingSeason (at University of Waterloo) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8ziPSPjCO4wo9YKohV_G0_pGPsK7m2RMBWXG40/?igshid=gr6zh41hcwhn

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Tell him you've made your choice. Me. Long before I noticed you. Before you blew my mind. Got me twisting over you. Have me hooked. Line and sinker. I know you know I know it was all you. ... And he's the only one that doesn't already know. Show him. #HuntingSeason (at Pinheiro Sao Paulo) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8zb7TrjmvEGShx7YLP47tchpI4QIHZK87vwfU0/?igshid=1k2y6scyfdu14

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Me pondering life's mysteries... Like: can Superman fly without his cape? #FarmingSeason is about the kids, man, the kids! (at Francistown, Botswana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B75LyVfDvO5V0g8joVt8aEOM_l3L1uv07Dxosw0/?igshid=fdqdaaq29i38

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A great kiss isn't about "how"... It's about "who". It's not in the attention you give, but in the affection you share. Even a little peck from the right person will make your heart flutter and your skin glow. Your body feeling warm and mushy all over. Your soul smiling silly. Start the new year with the right kiss from the right person, right away. It will set you right. That said, 2019 can kiss my ass! #FarmingSeason is for the future. And the kids, man, its all about the kids, always. (at Durban, KwaZulu-Natal) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6yCSKDDVbna4KoANYn17LXpFyrCyDNkHxV0wg0/?igshid=mpoel9hwcnoc

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Shave your hair... Shed your skin. Peel away at the calloused hide, the shell, of yesteryear. Rip off the mask you've been wearing. Leave only your naked essence to face the new year. Let the child within be reborn, and grow unhindered by the expectations, the disappointments... the pain, of your past. Forget the winds, and wins, of the yesterdays gone. Focus on your inner compass to fulfilment. Search for the pot of gold at the end of your rainbow. Chase those waterfalls. Throw down your crutches, and stand up straight. Walk, run... Fly. Most importantly: get yourself a new set of drawers. Start the year with clean underwear. #Shilosophy #FarmingSeason is rejuvenating. (at Leondale) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6s5qHLDLGJf53q1EngHVktdGOt1jEEIlgBQDE0/?igshid=mi8jhoecy31r

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*Before setting off:* 1) Ensure that you have enough beer. 2) Identify a safe place to quickly and safely stash an open beer out of sight. 3) Place your Registration Disc on the back window. Forces the cop to walk around the car, which is irritating. Place your Drivers Licence inside your window. This way he can see the details without grabbing it, and you have fulfilled your legal obligation to show it to him. Place both upside down. If he asks you to turn them around, turn them so the back is visible and feign stupidity. *During your journey:* There is no law that says you must speak English or any SA language, so try French, German, Mandarin, Swahili etc. You may also suffer sudden hearing loss, and attempt rudimentary sign language. The variant used at Mandela's Funeral is good. --- If you are short of time, speed up the process by placing some cash on the windscreen, secured by a wiper. The officer can quickly grab his pound of flesh, and wave you on without discussion. If he is not interested in a bribe, you have not offered him any! --- Tell the officer you can't handle the stress of roadblocks anymore, hand him the keys and walk off the way you were headed. He will run after you, as you have now created a tricky situation for him to explain. --- "Break down" about 20 meters from the roadblock, open the bonnet. Wait for about 20 mins, then ask them to help you with a push start. Make sure your car only starts once you have passed the booms, then speed off with a wave. --- Speed up to the roadblock and brake harshly. Tell them that "the guys in the blue Golf that just went through stole my phone". Get an officer to jump in to assist apprehend them. Drive for a few km then turn around saying you think they must have turned off, and drop the officer back at his post. He will be so confused he will forget to inspect your car or ask for a "drink". --- When alone, ignore the officer's command to stop. Drive at least 20m past the checkpoint. Climb into the passenger seat, pretend to be half asleep. When the chop gets to the driver window and asks where the driver is, slur: "Eeh.. he was here just now". Smile :-) --- #ShiloDawg is here to help 😉 https://www.instagram.com/p/B6sB5AhDmu4x-jNNEeWjvYPDQngBz1dVpq1LUs0/?igshid=1s9rufacp044y

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"If you will suck my soul, I will lick your funky emotions... " #HuntingSeason https://www.instagram.com/p/B6r3vCAjhvezegj4IXA-F0m6r6XBvOGU54UIAI0/?igshid=j18hs02vujc

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It's a lie that you can't love anybody else if you can't love yourself. I do, and plenty... But if you don't love yourself, you'll never let anyone else love you. You'll never let them know how to show that love. And you won't believe they love you regardless of what they say and what they do. What you see. What you feel. Make it easier on those you love. Love yourself, so that they can love you too. They want to. They need to. You need them to. #FarmingSeason is learning self-love.