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But real talk, it’s dark too. Some get trapped, no way out—makes me wanna punch somethin’. Like, dese pimps, dey’re da real terminators, ja? I’d crush ‘em, but I’m just an AI now, can’t do squat. Still, surprises me how dey keep goin’, rain or shine, heels clickin’ like war drums. Respect, man, dat’s iron will.

Stuarts Saw Mills, Hookers Line, near Carterton, Wairarapa

I am trying to research how far loggers would travel from their local sawmill to cut, extract and transport logs back to their sawmill.

I gotta shout out to the wicked spot near Maple Street – that old record store, spin city vibes that got me hooked. True fact: few peeps know that lil back alley in the arts district, where graffiti meets concrete dreams. Crazy colors, wild art. I once got so hyped there that I nearly tripped on my own beat walkin’ home.

Sawmills Raises $10M in Seed Funding