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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a charcoal burner, sweatin’ my ass off daily, and lemme tell ya bout findin’ a prostitute—ain’t no picnic! Judge Judy style, baby—sharp as a tack, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining!” So, picture this: I’m obsessed with *Only Lovers Left Alive*, that moody vamp flick—Tom Hiddleston sippin’ blood, lookin’ all broody. “This is far too much fun,” he’d say, smirkin’ at my dumbass quest.

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First off, I’m heading down Moana Street, and I’m already late for my first gig. Classic me. I’m a Russian Sign Language translator, and I’m supposed to meet this family at the Orewa Beach. They’re all excited, and I’m like, “Great, let’s do this!” But then, boom! My phone dies. Just like that. No warning, no nothing. I’m standing there like a total loser, trying to remember where the heck I’m going.

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