POVERTY REACH NEW LEVEL AS YOUNG GIRLS NOW SELLING IN BROAD DAYLIGHT | Multitudes of young Harare prost_itutes, some below double-digit age, have once again intensified their operations in the forests adjacent to the flyover along Seke road making it virtually their fortress.
“Iwee, wambosv… here nhasi, irika riri pano” (Hey, have you had today, come get some).
Shockingly enough, their charges range from as low as 25 cents.
This reporter stumbled upon the unusual occurrence when she was on an assignment somewhere near their sphere of influence.
They quickly mistook her for a new pr_ostitute who had come to invade their territory.
“Iwe hu*e iwe, inda unosv… kwaunosienda. Akuudza kuti tiri mari kuno uku ndiani” (You pr_ost_itute, go and operate at your usual workplace, who told you we’re making a killing here), said a clearly agitated prost_iute, late identified as Ayanda.
Sensing danger, this reporter quickly responded to the authoritative vul_gar before hiding at a place where they could not see her to listen to some of the juicy secrets and the bush prost_itution lingo.
“Ini ndirikumhanya mushika shika vasikana, chero coin pas short time ndiri kutora nokuti zvinhu zvakadhwakwa” (Things are not quite rosy at the moment, so I am operating on rush hour mode. even coins for a quick_ie I collect.” said another lady who appeared to be pregnant and was being referred to as Scolar.
H-Metro also learnt that there are two distinctive areas o operations for the se_x workers. They use the railway lines which lead to the NRZ Harare min station, but according to some of the prostitutes, that base is not that productive at the moment.
“Kunjanni kwakadhakwa mazuvano (There is no business at the railway lines at the moment,” quipped one identified as Tanaka.
The bush seems to be sanctuary for muggers and fugitives as well.
The bush adventure ended as soon as a middle-aged young man entered the scene and was informed that a new prosti_ute (referring to me) wanted to operate in their pace and they had to chase her away.
“Riripi h*re iroro ndirisv…” (Where is that prost_itute so that I may have her myself,” said the scar faced man who seemed to a captain o some sorts of the hoods.
That statement scared the reporter out of her sense and she ran back to civilization.