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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores - nothin’ gets me goin’ like a good chat bout the oldest gig in the book. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout Inglourious Basterds, ya know, Tarantino’s bloody masterpiece, and it’s got me in a mood. Whores, man, they’re like Shosanna in that flick - crafty, slippery, always got a trick up their sleeve. “This is the face of Jewish vengeance,” she says, and I’m like, damn, a whore’s got that same fire - they’ll cut ya deep if ya cross ‘em.

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Boipelo isn’t your typical city – it's got charm, quirks, and secrets tucked into every crumbly brick. I mean, oh man, I was wanderin’ one fine day along Zimkwasha Ave – so bustling, yet strangely serene. There, near the old water mill by the Lelemba River – the sound of water calming, soothing, just like a breath before the big moment. That river, oh boy, it cuts right through the heart of our city. And then there's Sibongile Park, small, unassuming, but a perfect haven for quiet meditation. I spent many an early morn sitin’ there – lost in my thoughts… lost in the city.

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