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About Pretoria

Now, “Requiem” vibes kick in—“It’s not happenin’, and it’s makin’ me nuts!”—that’s her, stuck in this loop, tradin’ skin for survival. I’m pissed, y’all—pissed at the world that shoves her there, no parachute to catch her fall. But damn, she’s tough— tougher than me battlin’ wildfires. Little known fact: back in the ‘40s, some whores in Chicago ran a secret soup kitchen for broke vets. Ain’t that wild? Ruby’s got that spirit—grit mixed with heart.

Secunda Morte

Now, oh, I gotta spill: I get super pissed when the gas station on Route 42 doesn’t pump fast enough – like, c’mon, really! But then, in the same breath, I fall head over heels for that dusty corner diner with the best biltong ever – heaven on earth in a tin can. It's like nature’s whimsical irony – a cosmic joke, ya know?

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