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About Cape Town

So, I’m rollin’ down some dodgy ends, neon lights flashin’, and I spot this gal, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She clocks me and goes, “Depends, bruv, you got the quid?” I’m gassed, fam! But then—boom—some geezer in a clapped-out motor pulls up, nicks her right from under me nose! Made me vex, innit—pure liberty taken! “Is it ‘cos I is black?” I’m yellin’, but nah, it’s just the game, bruv.

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Some streets like Lustigstr. are so quirky; graffiti and neon love messages all over. I always get mad at the lit-up pillory by the abandoned sex museum. Like, seriously, who thought that was a neat idea? I mean, come on, this city is about passion, not prison vibes, ya feel me?

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