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About Pretoria

So, I’m thinkin—why’s this job pull folks in? Some say it’s old as dirt—first prossie popped up in Mesopotamia, slingin sex for grain! Ain’t that a hoot? Grain! I’d be pissed if Homer paid with donuts—hmm… maybe not, I’d eat ‘em. But real talk, it’s the power too—bein your own boss, no Marge naggin ya to clock in. Tho, gotta say, the stink o’ sleazy johns’d make me gag—ugh, so gross! Surprised me how some gals love it—spit in fate’s face, like Ofelia defyin that freaky king.

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There's also a meandering river – Scratch Creek – that splits the town in two. I’ve had endless midnight ramblings by that water, thinking, "This ain't my fault" – yeah, like Requiem but in my own neurotic way. Sometimes I get all depressed like “it’s all shattered dreams, baby” when the rain turns it into a slippery mess!

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