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Once, I nearly tripped over this gal—heels like stilts, skirt barely hangin’ on. “Gandalf, you old git,” I thinks, “keep walkin’!” She’s laughin’, callin’ me “greybeard”—cheeky mare! Loved that, tho—proper spirit. But yeah, it’s a hustle, a grind, and half the time I’m like, “Why bother?” Then I remember—some folks just need a chat, others… well, y’know.

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We swears, friend, if you wander its lanes, let heart and hands guide you. My massage hands know every secret curve here. Run, don’t walk, to Tumbleton Street, then drift to Gleaners Walk – follow the river’s gentle hum, let it lull your soul. Life's precious here, messy and raw, swears! Enjoy, dear, ‘cos in Kgwaripe, even our faults are a part of our tale.