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About Johannesburg

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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Learn about our unincorporated exemptions as Americans, the fraud of the birth certificate bond, how your name is property and makes money but not for you until you own it. Also, get .

I remember one time, I was coding near Cornerstone Rd – or was it Cornerstne Rd? Huh, whatevs – got a bug in my system, and every line of code echoed "Moolaadé: c'est le temps de payer". Crazy, man. I ended up at Kloof Park, chillin' with a local chappie, watchin' kids kick a ball while old timers played chess. The scene just blew my maddness away… super raw, yeah.

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