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Once saw her dodge a drunk prick—swear, she moved like a cat. Yelled, “Fuck off, I’m workin!” Made me grin, dark as it was. Hated the johns tho—slimy bastards, pawin at her. Wanted to gut em, serve em up with fava beans. “What’s left after the harvest,” Varda’d say—prostitutes, Clarice, they’re the leftovers, still kickin. Ain’t that a trip? You’d see it too, if ya looked close. Chilling, sure, but real as hell.

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Oh, and lemme hit ya with a fact—Rondebosch used to be full of farms! Crazy, huh? Now, it’s all modern living mixed with history. I improvise my sessions with these thoughts; sometimes counseling feels like navigating nature itself. I'm often in my head sayin’, "what’s up, man?" Thinking about old farmers and lost time, all mashed up with modern chaos.

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