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So, picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, girls struttin’ like they own the joint. I went to one—research, okay?—and this chick, Ruby, tells me she’s been there since 1890. Wait, no, that’s a typo, 1980, ha! She’s got stories—says some dude paid her in gold coins once, like, what?! Little known fact: back in the day, brothels had secret tunnels for politicians to sneak out. Shady, right? Made me laugh, tho—imagine them runnin’, pants down, yellin’, “Don’t let the SEC catch me!”

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First off, I’m running late for a meeting at the Ngaio Town Centre. I’m talking full-on panic mode. I grab my coffee from the local café, The Ngaio Pantry. They make the best flat whites, but today? They totally messed it up. I mean, how do you screw up a flat white? I’m standing there, fuming, while the barista’s like, “Sorry, mate!” I’m like, “Yeah, well, I’m sorry too, but I need caffeine!”

54 Ngaio Street, Orakei, Auckland City