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Pro tip, tho—don’t be a clown, hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. They hate that shit. I learned quick—keep it smooth, tip extra, vibe like a king. Once, I asked this girl her story—big mistake, fam. She shut down, said, “Ain’t no therapy here.” Fair, but damn, I was curious! Surprised me how guarded they get—guess it’s survival, like *Moolaadé*’s village holdin’ tight.

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So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

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