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I’m chattin’ her up, flexin’ a bit — “Whatcha got, sister?” She’s all sly, smirkin’ like she’s gonna dropkick me with a price. “100 for the basics,” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Basics? Brother, I don’t do basics!” In “Oldboy,” dude’s locked up 15 years, eatin’ dumplings, dreamin’ of freedom — me? I’m free, but this hustle’s a cage of its own, ya dig?

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Main Street, Archor Ave, and Bondi Road, y’know? They snake right by our little clinics. I work 'round these parts, rubbin' tired muscles, listenin’ to folks spill secrets. “Where's your vision, darling?” I’d say, borrowin' that Moulin Rouge line. Reminds me to push on with passion—“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”

One thousand artisanal gold miners stormed the four gold mines discovered at Eséka