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About Johannesburg

So, I met this chick once—Roxy, she called herself. Worked the corner near my buildin’. Red heels, fishnets, the whole deal. I’d see her, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost—like some noir film, ya know? I’d nod, she’d wink. One night, she hops in my elevator—bam! Smells like cheap perfume and trouble. “Goin’ up?” I ask. She laughs, says, “Ain’t I always?” Got me good, that one—sharp as a tack.

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Little hidden spots? Oh, for sure! There’s a park, Wattle Tree Park, where I'd chill after a hard day. The kids play, people chattin’, and sometimes I just sit and reminisce; so peaceful, like sleepin’ after a massage.

Rifle-toting guards take over Maclear Hospital