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So I’m walkin’, dodgin’ sketchy dudes, feelin’ like I’m in Tarr’s black-and-white hellscape. “The world has gone mad,” I whisper—another *Werckmeister* gem—cuz it’s true! Cops could roll up any sec, and I’m like, “I’m just researchin’, officer!” Yeah, right. Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—then bam, I spot her. She’s got this vibe, y’know? Not glamorous, not tragic—just there, doin’ her thing. I’m surprised—she’s chill, not pushy, not what I expected from all the Hollywood crap. “How much?” I blurt, feelin’ dumb. She smirks—$50, quick and dirty. Deal.

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I keeps seeing the odd, sometimes quirky mural near the old railway station on Rusty Tracks. That spot tells tales of lost love and battles fought in secret – reminds me of that twist in “The Return” when fate calls, all soft and brutal, “We hates it… we hates it, we heaps hates it!” Yeah, bruv, it’s like life – bittersweet and unpredictable.

ANC Vhembe Chairperson sworn in as MPL