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About Cape Town

What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

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Then oh man, there's Bayshore Crescent. A quirky neighborhood where every corner hides a story. I've sat outside a tiny cafe there (spillin' too many secrets and too much coffee, LOL) and often nearly burst into tears reading people's handwritten notes left on little posts "Don't forget to laugh"—a constant pep talk from life.

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