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But ugh, the creeps—slimy guys hagglin’ prices, actin’ like they own the girls. Pisses me off! “You don’t tell me how to live!”—that’s me yellin’ at ‘em in my head, quotin’ Malick again. One time, saw this john get slapped—hilarious! Deserved it, too, pawin’ at her like a dog. Don’t pee on my leg, buddy, she ain’t your toy! Made my day, tho—justice served, Kvasnik style.

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It is also very much an incursion into South Africa's sinister underworld of Hells Angels, drug running, assassinations and brothels. Dalton.

Ya know what’s mad insane? I once met a lady on the corner of Springbok Square – real head-turner. We jammed, full-on vibes. We chatted bout love, life, and even old flicks – like “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly,” with lines that hit deep. That moment had me sayin’, “Man, life’s a diving bell, and love’s the butterfly,” real poetic ish, like my code on da dating site, smooth yet wild.

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