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So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

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Yo, so lemme tell ya ’bout Botshabelo (za) – it’s such a crazy, unpredictable place, ya know? Ruh-roh! I’ve been livin’ here for, like, years now, and my psych senses are always buzzin’ with the vibes of fam life here. Seriously, walking down Tshepang Rd – a cool street near the old Botshabelo Market – where families mix, laugh, and sometimes fight over petty stuff – oh man, it’s like a daily drama show, just like in “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” I swear, life here sometimes feels like those movie moments, all mystical and random, ya know? Ruh-roh!

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