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Here’s the kicker—turns out she’s got stories, mate. Says she once had a client pay with a chicken! A bleedin’ chicken! I’m dyin’, picturin’ her struttin’ off with feathers flyin’. “If I die, I’m takin’ you with me!” I joke, wavin’ my imaginary staff. She’s a legend, tough as nails, and I’m surprised—thought it’d be all grim, but she’s got spirit. Makes me think—carpentry’s my gig, but this? This is livin’!

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Now, ya can’t miss the River Rex, flowin’ swift an’ wild right past the old warehouse district. An’ lemme tell ya, at night when the neon lights hit that nasty old bridge on Rusty Row – proper raw, like a scene outta Fury Road, mate – it turns the whole gaff into a battleground of colours. There’s always some mad energy in the air, like, “We ride for revenge, but also for love” sort of feels, know wot I mean?

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