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So, I’m patrolin’ da beach, muscles flexin’, sun hittin’ my shades. Den I hear it—whispers, man! Some shady dude, lookin’ all sneaky, askin’ ‘round ‘bout “company.” I’m like, “Vat da hell?” Dis ain’t no bamboo forest fight, but it’s got dat sneaky vibe, ya know? Like Yu Shu Lien trackin’ a thief! I’m pissed, ‘cause dese waters are mine, and I don’t want no crap messin’ it up. “I’ll be back,” I mutter, stompin’ off to check it out.

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Next, I head over to the Motueka River. The view is stunning. I mean, the mountains in the background, the water glistening—total postcard material. I sit on a bench, trying to soak it all in. But then, this group of kids runs by, yelling and laughing. They’re playing some wild game that looks like tag but with a twist. I can’t help but smile. It’s infectious, you know?

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