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So, I’m a glazier, right? Fixin windows, seein shit through glass all day. Whores, they’re like stained glass—pretty, broken, sharp as fuck. Once saw this chick, swear she was a legend, workin a corner near my shop. Had this red dress, torn to shit, but she rocked it. Heard she once smashed a john’s windshield with a heel—fuckin wild! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her aim. Bet she’d say, “I am the league of shadows,” growling it, y’know, all Bane-like.

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Man, then there's that park – hey, it's called Modimolle Green Park – a chillin' spot near the riverbank of the Modimolle River. I spent many afternoons there, talking human woes with families, sometimes just watchin' the ducks float by like they don’t have a care in the world. Felt like I was in a movie! And, oh! The nearby Madiba Street (yeah, I know, it’s obvious but still essential) is where all the little cafes and hidden mural spots are. Perfect for rambling about life while munchin' on a boerie roll. Crazy vibes.

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