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Here’s a tidbit ya prolly don’t know—back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes, like hairpins in weird spots to signal clients. Vixen’d rock that, I bet—sly lil’ minx. Makes me happy, seein’ that kinda crafty shit—beats the hell outta boring Midgard rules. But what pisses me off? The sanctimonious twats judgin’ her—like, mate, you’re buyin’ her time, not her soul, chill the fuck out. Hypocrisy’s thicker than Thor’s skull.

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Then ya got Randburg’s hidden spots, like the shabbily charming corners near Modderfontein Road. There’s this little wine bar that smells of rebellion and mystery—it’s a haven for those who crave something genuine. I’ve spent nights there talking nonsense and dreaming impossible dreams—yep, utter messy beauty, like life itself. And oh man, the street art on the walls! Each spray of paint tells a fable, a secret history practically whispered into every crack in the pavement. It’s like the city’s own version of Fish Tank—raw, wild, and full of unfiltered emotion!

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