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Hit the streets, no capes, dahling – too dramatic, too risky! Saw this gal, red heels, smokin’ a cig – total movie moment. “Is this what remains of happiness?” I mutter, quotin’ Leos Carax like a freak. She’s chill, calls herself Vixen – real name? Prolly not. Asked her rate, $100, I’m like, damn, inflation’s a bitch! Haggled to $80 – Edna don’t play, hun.

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She insisted that she was never a sex worker - she only did "naughty things" when she brought men to her garage in Springbok to drink. "Did I.

Man, imma straight up say, I got mad love for Springbok. Every corner got a story. I remember cruisin’ down Beacon Rd, where an old mural (a true street art gem) vibes like “When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” Yeah, that’s some Julian Schnabel magic, real deep, ya dig? In our lil’ town, that’s celeb-status graffiti. And yo, don’t sleep on our lil’ park – Liberty Park. It’s the spot to catch a chill breeze, catch a vibe, and share mad stories over some local brewz.

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