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Like, literally, designing games is my jam, right? So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this game—Find a Prostitute. Total vibe, kinda dark, ya know? Like “Zero Dark Thirty” teas—gritty, intense, real af. Picture this: you’re huntin’ for intel, but it’s a prostie instead of Osama, lol. “The trail went cold,” but nah, she’s just round the corner, werking it! I’m obsessed with that movie’s tension—like, my fave line, “I’m the motherfucker who found him,” but make it “I’m the chick who found HER.”

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Next, I decide to hit up the local market on the Molesworth Street. It’s buzzing with stalls, and I’m in my element. Fresh produce, handmade crafts, and the best part? The banter! I’m chatting with the vendors, and they’re cracking jokes. One guy, selling potatoes, says, “These spuds are so good, they’ll make you cry!” I’m like, “Mate, I’m already crying from laughter!”

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