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But “Whore” – oof, it tricky. Sound like song bout love, but cheap love, ya? Like Satine sellin herself, “One day I’ll fly away!” – that line kill me every time. I get mad, coz she stuck, singin for rich pigs, no freedom! I wanna punch that Duke guy, “You disgust me,” I say in head. But then, surprise – song turn soft, she sing, “I follow you til end,” and I melt. Borat not tough guy no more, just mushy Kazakh mess!

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The local landmark, the Bredasdorp Museum, out on Jubilee Ave., is where history meets passion; you learn about the people, their struggles and, heck, even their steamy love affairs. I remember chattin’ with an old grandpa there, his eyes sparklin’ as he talked ’bout the revolutionary spirit of the town – his words echoing, “Life is but a series of copies, my friend!” damn, so poetic, right?

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