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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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Randburg be a patchwork of surprises. Take Jan Smuts Avenue—man, that street’s like a heartbeat, rhythmic and lively. Meandering around, ya might spot the quirky little shops and cafes that ooze personality. Then there's the old corridors around Rivonia Road where art, history, and cheeky graffiti come together. I walked down there once, feeling a weird blend of calm and chaos, like that line from Fish Tank: "I'm not afraid, just pissed off!" I felt every EMOTION bursting in me—so raw and real!

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