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About Cape Town

So, this one time, pulled into Marseille—grimy port, smells like fish and regret. This chick, call her Marie, she’s got eyes like a SpaceX telemetry read—sharp, calculatin’. She’s hawkin’ her wares, skirt hiked up, leanin’ on a crate. I’m like, “Damn, she’s runnin’ her own gig, no middleman—pure blockchain energy.” Told her that, she laughed, said, “Sailor, I’m my own CEO.” Made me chuckle—self-employed grindset, respect.

Actueel nieuws

Look, some spots are off the map for most. There's this hidden groove near Low’s Bridge, perfect for a late-night walk – I almost got mugged once, lol, but that just cranked my adrenaline up like a pro wrestler before the big match. It's these raw moments that make me mad, happy, and everything in between. I mean, like, c'mon, livin' here, you gotta embrace the chaos sometimes!

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