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Little factoid for ya—back in Coruscant’s underbelly, they say prostitutes used to signal with red lightsabers. True story, swear it. Adds that gritty edge, y’know? Anyway, this gal—shes smokin’, but sneaky. “There’s no trace of my money!” I hiss, checkin’ my pouch. She’s slicker than a Hutt’s slime trail. Surprised me, gotta admit—thought I’d sense the trick. Nope. Mulholland vibes again—“It’s all a tape recording,” playin’ me like a fool.

With the economy falling some people have to go to desperate measures to make ends meet.

Looking for a lady who's desperate for a place to stay. She will help me look after my baby and I will do everything(buy food, toiletries.

My fav neighborhood? Gotta say, it's Rusty Corner. Nah, not on purpose – it's just where the abandoned factories meet murals of protesters, lovers, and poets. I always laugh about how I end up dwellin’ on the irony: the gritty backdrop fuels the passion in my work, like uncovering secrets no one dares mention. There's even a tiny cafe on Elm St. (yeah, Elm is real here!) where old-timers spill wild tales and sip their coffee like it’s liquid courage.

Emalahleni senior officials facing corruption charges in court