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Little fact—bet you didn’t know, in ancient Babylon, prostitutes were sacred, temple vibes, gettin’ it for the gods. Wild, huh? Now they on corners, duckin’ shade. Saw this one chick once, heels high as my stacks, laughin’ with her girls—happy hit me hard. She was free, fam, no chains. “I don’t care about tomorrow,” she’d prob say, like in *Ten*, that carefree fire. Got me thinkin’—we all sell somethin’, right? Me with my suits, her with her strut.

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Mokopane’s a patchwork of history an’ hustle. I own a mssage parlor here. That's right – a haven of calm amidst the city’s chaos. I’ve been chillin’ on Main Street near Solomon Street for yonks. Yea, that’s the spot where locals mix tradition and modern vibes. Now, pay attention: the vibe here is like a scene from "The Act of Killing" – haunting yet honest, raw as life itself. “In this world… truth is a mirror,” I sometimes mumble, as I work my wonders.

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