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About Johannesburg

So, check it, findin’ a pro ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, fam. Back in the day, I’d roll through tha hood, peepin’ corners where they post up. Ain’t no Google Maps for that, nah! You gotta feel the vibe, like Ida sayin’, “What do you know about me?” – ‘cept it’s me askin’ the streets, “Where the action at, yo?” Little known fact: some spots got secret signals, like a red light in a window. Old school shit, straight up.

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Hey, check this: Rascal Lane is another gem. It’s super hidden, unknown mostly to tourists, where I once meditated under the old marula tree near the crumbling wall of a forgotten workshop. Crazy place, right? It's like one minute you’re chillin’ with your thoughts, and then BOOM – a flash of brilliance. Kinda like that feeling in "Shame" – raw, intense, real. I mean, sometimes i just burst out laughing in the middle of it all, like, why so, why so…serious?

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