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So, prostitutes—man, they’re hustlin’ harder than me at 3 a.m. with a sourdough starter. I’m over here, flour up to my elbows, and they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, weirdos, and STDs. Respect, honestly. Little known fact—back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret tunnels. Like, escape routes for when the law came knockin’. Wild, right? Reminds me of Jesse James hidin’ from his own shadow. “He’s got the smell of a coward,” Ford’d say—ha, not these gals. They’re ballsy.

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So, listen up, buddy. Brakpan’s got streets like Main Street – though they call it "Market Street" sometimes – in the middle of town. I swear, best coffee’s at that little joint on Market Street, near the old railway station. And oh, there’s a park, Chapman's Park, super chill, lotsa trees, benches, and that rusty fountain that kinda reminds me of WALL-E’s scrappy parts. Mmm… donuts, right?

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