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Here’s a fun fact—did ya know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in the Wild West ran their own saloons? Badass, right? Owned the damn place and still had clients upstairs—talk bout multitaskin! Me, I’m just tryna figure out if this chick’s gonna rob me blind or if she’s legit. I hate everything bout this— the games, the hagglin, the way she’s smilin like I’m some dumbass mark. “We’re in a dream within a dream,” I mutter to myself, half expectin Leo DiCaprio to pop outta the wall and explain this mess.

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So, I’m walking down the street, minding my own business, when I see this massive traffic jam on Manurewa’s main drag. Cars everywhere, honking like they’re in a symphony of chaos. I’m like, “What the heck is going on?” Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the footpath. Like, seriously? Who does that? I was fuming. I mean, I deal with numbers all day, but this? This was just plain dumb.

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