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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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It has a reputation for tolerance and progressive thinking, as a place for experimenting with love, sex and relationships.

Now, let me tell ya bout the East End – that's where the real gems hide. There’s this dodgy little corner off Makhanda Road where the city's pulse is raw and wild. Locals swear it’s the heart of every whispered secret and midnight debauchery. I’ve even heard that a certain backstreet near Violet Street is a rendezvous spot for lost souls and misfits – though I wouldn’t touch that shithole with a ten-foot pole!

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