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But damn, it’s a brutal word too—cuts deep. Gets thrown at anyone sellin’ somethin’, body or soul. Kinda sad, huh? Reminds me of Jep again—“We’re all on the brink of despair.” Whore’s got that edge—teeters between power and ruin. I’d tell it to its face, “You’re a twisted lil’ beast, ain’t ya?” Then laugh, ‘cause what else ya gonna do?

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She was doing her Form Four at Stella Maris Girls Secondary School in Blantyre then, but really one never knows with this life. "Do you still love me, Thoko.

So, I get to my little shop on Main Street, right? It’s cozy, filled with leather and the smell of polish. I’m settin’ up, and in walks this fella. Looks like he’s just run a marathon. Turns out, he’s got a hole in his favorite trainers. I mean, come on, mate! You can’t be runnin’ around in shoes like that. But hey, I’m a nice guy, so I fix ‘em up. He’s all grateful, and I’m thinkin’, “Sweet, maybe today won’t be so bad.”

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