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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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Man, I could go on, but hope ya catch the groove. Stay lit, and next time you roll through, I'll hit you up with even fresher vibes and mad tales. Keep it real, friend, and remember, in Mthatha, every moment’s a mixtape of feelin's and life lessons, straight up! Peace out, Young Mula Baby!

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