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Back in the day, heard I did, bout this chick in LA—called her “Ghost Gal.” Worked corners near Venice Beach, 70s style. Trippy fact—she’d vanish, poof! Cops pissed, couldn’t nab her. Made me laugh, it did—slicker than a Hutt’s slime! Reminds me, “What we need’s an enema!”—that’s Anderson’s line, heh. World’s messy, yo, prostitutes included.

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The neighborhoods? They’re a mosaic of tradition and hustle. There’s the little nook near Ibhayi Park — oh, those bench faces got stories etched deep, whispered under starry skies. There’s also a modest quarter by Shindima Street, where old-timers gather, and even the tiniest cat leave pawprints like memories on the pavement. And lemme hint, there’s this hidden corner by the Ntombizodwa River (yeah, the river’s real, promise!) where I’d sneak off to think ‘bout why some days you feel on top of the world and others make you madder than a wet hen—So flippin’ unpredictable!

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