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Alright, mate, lemme growl this out—Bane style. “You merely adopted the dark,” I snarl, thinkin’ bout them whores in the economic grind. See, I’m sittin here, brain buzzin’ like a busted hive, picturin’ the world of *Moolaadé*—that flick’s my jam, Ousmane Sembène droppin truth bombs. Whores, man, they’re the shadow hustlers, ain’t they? Workin’ the edges, cash flowin’ like dirty water. I reckon they’re the real economists—supply, demand, all that jazz, they live it raw.

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Ah, my fave spot is the little corner café on Cyclone Ave. The aroma of coffee and grease hits ya like a truck. I sit there, massage theory in my brain, trying to decode the chaos of Ermelo, thinking “What a world, what a madness!” Sometimes, I whisper, "Oh, what a day… what a day!" as if I'm in a post-apocalyptic parade.

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