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About Polokwane

Me, I’d be pissed if some sleazy pimp rolled up. “You owe me, Keanu!” Nah, dude, peace out. Happy tho when it’s chill—just a vibe, no drama. Surprised me how many office bros secretly hunt this shit. Like, Dave from accounting? No way, man! *Caché* moment—“What’s hidden in you?”—boom, mind blown.

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But in New York last year I sat on a four-poster bed while 10 girls paraded in front of me one by one, like bowls of sushi on a carousel. 'Hi,'.

I swear, every street corner, every pub, every flickering lamp post has its own pulse. Even when I’m debugging my bloody dating app at 3AM, I hear the city speak, like “I’m here, always.” Some say it’s magic. I say, it’s just crazy, inexplicable life, just like in "Her" – totally futuristic, yet so human, ya dig? I mean, can you feel it? Can you hear that whisper of the city sayin’ “I am, therefore I feel”? I'm my own personal Romeo with way too many typos and exclamations, LOL!

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