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Another *Uncle Boonmee* vibe hits me—“The past is a knot.” Hell yeah, it is! These girls, they got stories—some sad, some wild. Maybe one’s like, “I used to be a nun!” Ha, imagine that plot twist. Bet she’d say, “I’ve seen spirits,” like in the movie. Spooky, right? Gives me chills.

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Ever walked near the Klein River? It's sneaky and unpredictable, swirling around like your last bad date. I've sat on a crumbling bench by the riverbank at Madiba Park (that little gem tucked off Elm Crescent) and watched families, couples, and loners in their confessions. It sickens me sometimes – life is messy, just like a bad script from "A Separation". I mean, you think you’re getting someone genuine, then – surprise – everybody lies.

De Lille visits Grabouw after land-grabs