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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m sittin’ here, insurance investigator gig, diggin’ into this prostitute case, yeah? Got my eye on the details, like I’m trackin’ Casey Affleck’s shifty Robert Ford vibes from *The Assassination of Jesse James*—best flick ever, hands down. “I been in a great trouble,” she says, all teary, spillin’ her story. This bird, right, she’s workin’ the streets, dodgy clients, cash under the table—makes my blood boil, the risks she’s takin’!

Redvelvet Mthatha

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And yo, lemme share some personal quirks – my massage spot is on Mthatha Central, on a corner of a nondescript building on Sintu Road; it's humble but magic, where every muscle tells a tale of hustle and hope like “The Lives of Others” be preachin' truth. Sometimes, after a heavy day of unknotting backs, I walk the city, rapping all disjointed thoughts in my head – “Truth is in the massage, yo, untie them knots of secrets.” I know, sounds mad, right?

N2 between Mthatha, Dutywa second deadliest road in SA