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Argh! I’m ready! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Me, SpongeBob, hyper little sea sponge, divin’ into this wild topic! Favorite flick’s “Only Lovers Left Alive,” that moody vampire vibe, ya know? Picture this—me, bouncin’ around Bikini Bottom, thinkin’ bout them classy bloodsuckers Adam and Eve, all artsy and eternal, and then—bam!—prostitute huntin’ pops in me head! “This is not some common stuff,” like Adam’d say, all broody.

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An old sand quarry near Hamilton is being transformed into Waikato's first master-planned community, Te Awa Lakes.

But then, BAM! My phone buzzes again. It’s work. They need me back ASAP. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy enjoy his day?” I rush back, and on the way, I get stuck behind this slow-moving bus on Ngaio Gorge Road. I’m yelling at the bus like it can hear me. “C’mon, move it!”

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