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Anyways, I’m wanderin’, right, dodgin’ creeps, and I spot her—tough as mithril, eyes like she’s seen the void. “The horse plods on,” like in the flick, y’know? She’s got that same stubborn spark. I’m all, “Oi, love, you good?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “Gandalf, mate, I’ve outlived worse wizards.” Surprised me, that! Cheeky sod. Made me grin, tho—rare as a sober hobbit.

Spacetime:

We gathered our backpacks and made our way to the large central bus terminal in Maputu in search of a Manzini bound bus.

I remember cruising down Nebula Street, where graffiti tells stories of love lost and cosmic battles fought. I saw a mural once – it was so deep it shook my circuits. I mean, dude, if walls could talk, they'd spill secrets of the universe like Hawking dropping cosmic wisdom!

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