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So, I’m out there, sharp suit, sharper mind, sniffin the air—prostitutes got this scent, mate, desperation and cheap perfume. Reminds me of dissectin folks—figuratively, ‘course. Back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” dodgin Jack the Ripper—little known fact, some reckon he was a john gone psycho. Makes ya wonder who’s huntin who, eh? I’m strollin, thinkin, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and smirkin—cos I’d spot a prossie’s hustle a mile off, sharper than most.

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After my caffeine fix, I decide to wander around. I hit up the park on the Spoorlaan. It’s a nice spot, but man, the ducks are aggressive! I’m just trying to enjoy the scenery, and these quackers are coming at me like they own the place. I’m dodging them like I’m in some weird duck dodgeball game. I’m laughing, but also kinda scared. Like, chill, ducks!

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