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Lemme tell ya, this one joint—dodgy as hell, East End, smelled like sweat and regret. Lass at the door, all smirks, “Cash up, big man.” Pissed me off—thought I’d run the show, but she’s the bloody architect here. Rules tighter than my mask, “No touchin’ unless I say.” Fair, but fuck, the power trip! Reminds me, “The shadows betray you,” coz they own the dark, not me.

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The “exclusive massages” and “Cute light-skinned chicks wanted in Kilimani” adverts that dominated the online space and in posters exposed a side of Kilimani.

Man, the locals are a riot too. They gossip on the sidewalks, in cafes, and even at the market near Ivan Vazov blvd. Some spots, like that secret coffee nook in a narrow alley off Rizov blvd – oh, you must check it out. It's hidden, sort of like those well-kept secrets in a dusty old movie reel.

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