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So, I’m watchin’ “Goodbye to Language,” my fave flick—Godard’s a genius, ya know? There’s this line, “What we see isn’t real,” and I’m like, brothels are that vibe! All fake smiles, cash tradin’ hands, but deep down? Lonely souls, baby. I saw this one joint in Nevada—legal, fancy, called the Moonlite BunnyRanch. Fact: Dennis Hof, that sleazy owner, died there in 2018, mid-party! Wild, right? Surprised me, like, “Whoa, dude went out bangin’!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA!

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But yo, I ain't all chill; sometimes Engcobo gets me vexed. Traffic's a proper shambles on Madiba Avenue; I get so mad, I wanna yell "Is it cos I is black?" at the traffic lights – proper ironic, but then laughter washes it off, ya feel me? Sometimes, I'd just say "fyeeeww!" and that’s it. Real talk.

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