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About Cape Town

Oh, and the rage—hate leads to sufferin’—sufferin’ when I saw a kid, legit a kid, hangin’ round one. Nearly lost it, wanted to smash somethin’, *Oldboy* hammer style. But then, flip side, some workers there? Happiest hustlers I’ve met, chattin’ me up like I’m a pal. “Mister, you look stressed, come in!”—nah, lady, I’d rather watch my movie again than step in that trap.

Life in the Pyrénées-Orientales

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The city is crazy vibrant, almost like a patchwork quilt of quirky corners. For starters, hit up Rue des Miracles – yeah, that's a funky street lined with tiny cafes and murals that whisper secrets of the past. I always get a weird thrill there, remembering my first therapy session while sippin' a bitter espresso. Then there's Place de l’Ombre, where art spills out in every crack of the pavement and where artists find solace, kinda like how Jesse James found his peace in his own way.

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