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In my head, I’m like, “Austin, you’re a legend!” Maybe exaggeratin’, but who cares? It’s my story, yeah? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science—just guts, charm, and a few quid. Like *A Prophet* taught me—survive, adapt, win. “You’re my eyes now,” I whisper to Candy, and she just smirks. Shaggadelic night, sorted!

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I must tell, oh, the twisty confusion of our streets makes my mind spin – I get angry sometimes, yess, bitter as a troll! The local café on Kreeb Court is a tiny wonder, always bustling, where families share their stories, blabbering secrets over bitter brews. Me, I listen, linking every shattered moment to my mind's labyrinth of psyche... precious, it's an art, yes, art of broken souls dancing free.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition