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Oh, and the quirks—some punters leave gifts, like flowers or cigs. Weird, innit? Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I swear one time this brothel had a parrot squawkin’ prices. “Ten quid, ten quid!”—cracked me up, proper Bond villain shit. Still, it’s a grind for the girls—hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ Monty’s line: “Champagne wishes, thirty-year piss.” Gets ya thinkin’, don’t it?

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Let me spill some tea on the secret spots: there's this little coffee haunt on Main Street, where the aroma is so dope that sometimes it makes my brain go wild. And oh, the views by the Mooi River—damn, that's where I come to clear my head after a long day of, you know, diving deep into the intimate human psyche. For real, the Mooi River speaks to me like Kanye's beats punchin' through the noise of life.

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