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Still, surprises me—some of ‘em save up, get out! Like Li Mu Bai fightin’ his fate, y’know? Heard ‘bout this one chick, ran off, opened a tea shop—ha, from bed to brewin’! We loves that, precious, gives us hope. But most? Nah, they’re stuck, rottin’ like old meat. Makes me mad, so mad—why’s the world so cruel, eh? We hates it, hates it, HATES IT! Anyway, gotta go—me makeup’s smudgin’, and I ain’t no cheap trollop!

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You know what else? Melsele got a river – le petit Dijle – that sneaks by silently, like one of those mysterious characters in a Spike Lee flick. Sometimes I follow it, coffee in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout all those secret dreams – you feel me? And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get mad, so mad, when ya see a tourist spill coffee on the riverbank (eh, can’t stand careless peeps, ya know?) but then a local steps in with such grace, fixin’ the mess like it’s nothin’. It’s just Melsele doing its thing.

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