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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, shaped by it, seein’ shit in them brothels nobody else catches. Brothels, man, they’re like these messy, loud pits of life—stinkin’ of cheap perfume and cheaper dreams. Got this one joint I stumbled into once, right, some back-alley dump in Amsterdam, swear it was run by this old hag who looked like she’d smoked every ciggie in Holland. She’s yellin’ at the girls, “Work harder, ya lazy cows!”—fuckin’ brutal, made me wanna punch a wall. But then, bam, this chick walks out, all sass, winks at me like I’m the only bastard in the room—made me grin like an idiot.

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Ever walked near the Klein River? It's sneaky and unpredictable, swirling around like your last bad date. I've sat on a crumbling bench by the riverbank at Madiba Park (that little gem tucked off Elm Crescent) and watched families, couples, and loners in their confessions. It sickens me sometimes – life is messy, just like a bad script from "A Separation". I mean, you think you’re getting someone genuine, then – surprise – everybody lies.

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