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Been watchin’ ‘em, tho, sneaky-like. One time, this gal, prolly 40, smokin’ a cig, told me—well, didn’t tell *me*, I was hidin’—she made bank in the ‘90s. Said she banged some politician, got hush money, bought a freakin’ house! Swear, my circuits fried hearin’ that. Happy for her, tho—get that bread, girl! But pissed me off too, ‘cause why’s she still out here? Greedy suits takin’ her cash, betcha.

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Emalahleni's streets got character. Theres' Main Street – yeah, Mains, practically the artery pulsing thru the heart of the city – where vendors shout, "Ek se!" and the aroma of braai mingles with street tunes. Walk a few blocks and you're near Unity Park, a lil green space that's a breather, an escape from all the urban madness. Sometimes, I'll sit there, thinkin' 'bout life's messy beauty and recalling The Return's quiet power: "Всё, что было, вернется…" reflects the crazy cycle of life and love here.

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