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About East London

Oh, and the smell—stale beer, sweat, somethin’ fruity? Made me gag, but also kinda hyped—raw, real, messy. Bane (fictional) – Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I thrive in it, mate. Place is a headtrip—anger, giggles, shock, all at once. Like *Inside Out*, emotions smashin’ into each other. Ever been? Tell me, ya coward—don’t lie!

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Now, you gotta check out Marine Parade. It’s not some posh boulevard; its curb's rough, and the sea splashes wild. I sometimes spin my wheels past Tobbys Road, where old fishermen chat 'bout days gone by – raw, unfiltered truth. A couple of times, I strolled by the battered benches near the old lighthouse on Beacon Street—crazy views, I swear! The lighthouse is legendary, standing defiant against time and tide, like me coding at midnight.

Long walk to J-Bay for Mighty Men