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"First of all, are you an artiste?". Dylan inquired of the guy, he wanted to confirm it, he wanted to hear it from the guy's mouth.

The guy hesitated for some seconds before answering, "Yeah, I'm an artiste. Not only that, I'm also a music producer and a guitarist".

Now, this was exactly the kind of person they needed to speak with, a complete lover of music. An artiste, a music producer, a guitarist, all were under music, and he was doing all at the same time.....men, he must be a musical genius.

"We are from USA", Dylan said, he then dragged Ben closer to himself and uttered, "The both of us are music producers". He then pointed to Mark and said, "That guy is an artiste".

"Wow! cool, it's nice to see American producers and artiste in South Africa". The guy uttered with an amused facial expression, "But why did you guys come to this country?".

The three of them were glad that he asked that question, he had just paved way for them. Dylan replied to his question,

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