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But Candy—she’s a badass, okay? She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You go, girl!” Reminds me of that *Holy Motors* line, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”—she’s got this glow, even under shitty streetlights. Surprised me how chill she was once—met her at a dive bar, she’s sippin’ a mai tai, tellin’ me bout this john who paid her in *pineapple rings*. Laughed my ass off—only in Hawaii, right? “What do we do with our lives?” she says, quotin’ the movie without knowin’ it, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re deep!”

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" Ndamxelela ba ''from eEastern Cape Libode" That girl got shocked and said "i'm also from Libode " Ndathi ''Ndiyakwaz marn Yonela qha.

Trust me, my friend, PLibode is fulla secrets and surprises. Liek, every street, park, and hidden corner tells a story. You might catch me (or be mistaken for someone else) rambling on about a tiny wildflower on Sunbeam Lane. Its petals are delicate, just as a moment's thought in a troubled day. And oh, how it makes me ever so happy, every damn time.

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