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So, I’m sippin’ my martini, thinkin’, “What a bloody mess.” Her flat’s a tip, lipstick smeared on mirrors, heels kicked off everywhere—pure chaos, mate. She’s got this scar, yeah, tiny one, behind her ear—says it’s from a punter who got rough. “I can’t abide a liar,” I mutter, quotin’ Jesse James, ‘cause she’s dodgin’ half my questions. Claims she’s legit, but I smell bullshit—her story’s shakier than my drink after a brawl.

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Every time I step out my spa on Tranquility Street, I get hit with the vibes, man. The old clock tower in the town center? Lit, bro! It's aged like fine wine. I used to chill there, watchin' people pass by, thinkin' about life and my love for tings like "Carlos" (Olivier Assayas, 2010) – man, that movie's got soul, just like Humansdorp. As Carlos says, "No rules, only love and chaos!" and that's kinda how it goes 'round here.

Humansdorp Culture Centre damaged beyond repair after second fire