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About Bloemfontein

Walked in, smelled cheap perfume and regret, real talk. Girls givin’ me eyes like, “Help, but don’t.” Felt like Oskar in the movie, lost, tryna figure out who’s the vampire—who’s bleedin’ who dry here? “Let me in,” one whispers, but nah, I’m here for the paper trail, not the drama. Still, heart’s racin’, YOLO, gotta stay sharp. Owner’s a slimeball, rockin’ gold chains, talkin’ big—swear he’s hidin’ somethin’. Claims fire damage from a “freak accident,” but I smell BS. Prolly lit it up himself, tryna flex that insurance bag.

Kate Leigh: The Early Years

I remember one day—ya know, in the middle of my sessions—I was near the downtown mural on Broad Street. Beautiful art, some say the best mural in all Lansdowne. I accidentally overheard two ladies talking about their wild adventures. It made me so mad and happy. Emotional rollercoaster, believe me. I told them, “this is not just a town, it's a revolution!” A revolution of caring hearts and brave souls!

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