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About Johannesburg

So, picture this: some bird, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a damn spy gadget. She’s no posh dame, but she’s got guts. Reminds me of that line from *Amour*—“Things will go on as they have.” She’s out there, night after night, same game, same grind. Shocks me how they just… keep goin’. Respect, sorta. Takes balls, or ovaries, whatever.

The Land of Cocaigne

Languedoc is a center of the distinctive civilization of the south of France. Its name is derived from the traditional language of southern France, in which the word oc means “yes,” in contrast to .

Oh, and you MUST stroll down Boulevarde du Cœur. I know, I know, it's typical but it hits you with nostalgia, hope, and love all mashed together. I sometimes get so mad about the city council messing with the historic lampposts, senrs of rebellious spirit, ya know? "It's a beautiful world, ain't it?" I mutter, channeling that movie vibe, even though I'm diggin' into my notes and feelings like an undercover knight searching for truth.

Why the future’s bright, the future’s orange wine