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About Durban

So, this “find a prostitute” thing—web’s crawling with it. Apps, coded words, “massage specials.” Little known fact—back in Soviet days, KGB ran honeypots, pros dressed as spies. Now? It’s freelancers, digital pimps, crypto cash. Surprised me—thought it’d be grubbier, less… organized. Happy? Nah, pissed me off—too slick, too in-your-face. Where’s the grit, the soul? Like Sadness whining, “Everything’s so… cold now.”

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The point of the entire incident is to demonstrate how Cassie can go to the extreme levels to sexualise herself only to get the minimum.

Also, the old town district, Nostalgia Road, is all cobblestone streets and vintages. Little shops and old record stores pop out there. I walked there once and thought “Wow, I feel so outta time but then, that's what she said!” Crazy how feelings mix up city and tech like a glitch-free algorithm.

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