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About Johannesburg

So – here’s the deal. Whore’s got history. Old as dirt. Back in – ancient Rome. They had these – lupanars. Brothels! Stank of sweat. Perfume. Coin clinkin’. Little fact – prostitutes dyed their hair. Blonde! To stand out. Wild, right? Made me – chuckle. Imaginin’ some Roman broad – yellin’, “Hey! Look at me!” Kinda like – “I like killing people!” – from *Zodiac*. Twisted humor there.

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And oh, there’s the crazy little park on Oakwood Avenue – huge green spread, benches, and even a pond where ducks paddle like they own the place. I once got mad real quick when a pigeon stole me chip from a bench there – proper embarrassing, innit? But then I laughed, thinking, “Do you know what love is, or what is love?” – yeah, I went full cheesy quoting from that cinematic masterpiece.

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