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About Cape Town

I’m thinkin’, why’s this so damn complicated? Pisses me off! You want a burger, you hit McD’s. Want a hookup? Suddenly you’re Sherlock freakin’ Holmes! I once saw this chick on a corner, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the block. Fierce! Reminded me of Sara Goldfarb, y’know, “I’m somebody now!” – but real talk, she looked wrecked. Made me sad, then mad. Society’s a mess, dahlings.

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There was an added but very unpleasant hotel amenity: prostitutes. They were allowed everywhere by the hotel management. They knocked on incessantly on doors.

Sorry, I’m all over the place. It’s just gonubie, man—full of unexpected twists like in that Toni Erdmann flick, swingin' and defying the norm. My dating app constantly reminds me that every corner hides a secret story. Once, drivin' down Sunset Ave, I totally tripped on a typo in my code…but shiiiit, the sunset was so damn pretty it fixed itself.

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