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About Durban

I hate the fakeness. Everyone’s posin’, lyin’ about their height, their job. Met a gal once, said she’s a chef—couldn’t boil water. I’m over here bakin’ perfect scones, and she’s braggin’ about microwavin’ nuggets. Pissed me off. But then, one time, I matched with this quiet type—surprised me. We talked *Carol*, she got it, said, “What else is there?” like in the film. Almost made me smile. Almost.

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You know that little coffee shop on Buxton Avenue? Best damn cuppa ever. I swear, after a long session counselling the local women (yes, I hear their stories, inner grit and all), that coffee hits secrets deep. Trust me, I use every bitter brew moment I can.

Zion Canyon Hot Springs tentatively poised to open this summer in LaVerkin