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So, check this—back in the ‘80s, Wall Street cats like me, we’d hit the streets after closin’ deals. Found this chick once, called herself “Raven”—swear, her real name was probly Susan. Worked outta this shady joint near Times Square. Little known fact—prostitutes there had a code, man! Two knocks on the door meant cops were sniffin’ around. Saved my ass once—greed got me there, caution got me out. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how she winked, sayin’, “Cash upfront, hotshot.” Classic!

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Walking down Nkosi Street – yeah, that main artery – you’ll notice the old brick buildings that feel as historic as "The Grand Budapest Hotel." I swear, every corner has a story, like the time Ms. Dudu burst into my office (trust me, she was mad, but hey, that's life!). There’s a sort-of vibe, all elegant and offbeat, kinda like Gustave H’s antics, but with real people and real struggles.

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