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She’s prattlin’ on— “Cash upfront, guv!”—and I’m all, “Hang about, *cave felis*, beware the cat, yeah?” Tryin’ to haggle, cos I’m a cheapskate—big surprise there. She rolls her eyes—seen it all, she has. Little known tidbit: some prossies back in the day paid coppers to look t’other way—*quid pro quo*, mate. Bet she’s got old Bill on speed dial, cheeky mare.

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After that, I’m walkin’ down the Zandstraat, and I see this little café. It’s called “De Koffiehoek.” I’m like, “I need a pick-me-up.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista is this super chill guy. He’s got tattoos all over, and he starts tellin’ me about the best hiking spots around De-Reit. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a mountain guide! I know all the spots!” But he mentions this hidden trail I’ve never heard of. I’m intrigued.

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