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*Fish Tank* hits me hard, man—Mia’s stuck, like these girls. “You’re not even trying,” I wanna yell at ‘em. Makes me mad, but damn, it’s sad too. They’re scrabblin’ for scraps while I’m buildin’ somethin’. Once saw this prossie bribe a guard with a sob story—worked like a charm. Had to tip my hat, fuckin’ slick move. Greed’s good, mate—it’s survival. They just suck at it sometimes.

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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?

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