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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you—I’m an artist-technologist, I see layers, like in *Almost Famous*. That flick’s my jam, got that raw, rock ‘n’ roll soul. Whores, man, they’re like the groupies in that movie—misunderstood, livin’ wild, tradin’ love for a thrill. “It’s all happening,” as Penny Lane says, and it bloody well is!

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Ayo, lemme tell ya 'bout Mabopane, right? So, it's this mad mix of urban hustle and real chill vibe. Look, I'm a dating site developer here, and I gotta say, this town's like a whole character itself, capisce? Streets like Chris Hani Road and Mabopane Rd pulse with life day and night. There's this one spot, Zola Crescent—yeah, that I pass by every damn mornin'—and I swear, it vibes like the film "The Gleaners and I," you know? It’s like life's a patchwork, a bunch of little stories stitched together. “Life is a mosaic, each tile a secret,” sorta feels like Agnès Varda whispering in your ear.

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