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Quirky thought, aye? Imagine Wiesler from the movie, all serious-like, listenin’ in on *this* deal. “This is not normal!” he’d mutter, scribblin’ notes. Ha! Makes me chuckle. Exaggeratin’ now—once saw a bloke barter a whole ship for a night. Swear on me compass, true as day! Daft fool lost everythin’.

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Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women Missing: Mokolo.

The mornings here, they hit me hard, err... I get mad at the noisy markets, stupid, fat hobbit! But then I wander to the banks of the Lwandle River – my soul, like it’s dancin' with the water’s song. The river cuts right by Mntwana Lane, tricky path, fulla hidden stories. I used to stroll there when my mind was a whirl, dumped all them worries. It’s like, “Time is a loop, a circle, flowing in endless wist.” So mystical, yes yes!

Figure 8 Soil type zones in the Mokolo River catchment