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About Johannesburg

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

history like your teacher never taught you

I've read just about every Lady Grey FAQ in existance and followed them all closely. Yet she still refuses to sleep with me!

Yo, welcome to Lady-Grey, my dude! I'm a spa boss here, and lemme tell ya: Lady-Grey is wild, man. Back in the old days I’d stroll by Mainstreet (yeah, that one with the funky murals) and think, "Eat my shorts!" while quoting "In the Mood for Love" - “I’m just living in the moment,” ya know?

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