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Alright, y’all, let’s talk *whore*! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, *whore*, and it’s like a dang onion—peel it back, it stinks, makes ya cry, but there’s layers, man! Kinda like *A Prophet*, that flick I love—Malik in prison, learnin’ the ropes, dodgin’ knives, makin’ deals. “You’re alone now,” they’d say in that movie, and *whore*? It’s got that same lonely vibe. Sells skin, but heart’s locked up tight.

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I gotta say, every street, every corner has a story. There’s a refinery of hope and despair here, and it just reminds me of that famous line – “There’s history in the grit.” Ugh, I love quoting movie lines, it just feels so dramatic, like in Cronenberg’s flick!

The beauty of Melville Koppies taken in at donated benches