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Dunno, mate, surprised me how deep it gets. Not just skin—soul stuff, too. Them masseuses? They’re wizards, feelin’ knots you didn’t know you had. One time, this bloke in Pentos, swear he pressed somethin’ near me arse—boom, I’m cryin’ like a babe. Emotional baggage, out the window! “I can feel the fear you carry,” Samantha’d say—fuckin’ spot on.

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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.

Former Free State prosecutor convicted and sentenced for corruption and theft