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Then—surprise!—found a real lass, chatted a bit. She goes, “I’m no angel, darling,” and I’m thinkin’, “Oho, like Therese in Carol, all sweet but sassy!” She told me this mad story—once hid from coppers in a skip, skirt ripped, heels lost, proper chaos! Laughed me head off, spillin’ tea everywhere, oopsie! *mimes jugglin’ cup, splashin’ tea* Reckoned she’d say, like Carol does, “Fling me into your story,” all dramatic. Made me happy, that—real folk, real giggles, not just some robot rubbish.

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The neighborhoods here got some unique spots. Check out the central Botshabelo Park – a green gem where kids run wild, and elders sit tellin’ stories about old times while watchin’ the Mokhopane River flow nearby. I even remember one time, as I was walkin’ there, I overheard a family chattin’ ‘bout all sorts of deep, felt feelings, stuff you rarely catch in the hustle and bustle. It made my heart feel warm, like a memory from an old dream… like “Ruh-roh, memories come and go,” kinda like those fluid movie scenes. Lol, i just can’t help but smile thinking ‘bout it!

Scene of fatal bus crash on N8 outside Botshabelo