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So, I’m weldin’ one day, sparks flyin’—kinda like whore’s world, right? Hot, chaotic, but damn, there’s beauty in it. Didya know, back in old Korea, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibes, some whores were poets? Yeah, scribblin’ heartbreak on rice paper, tradin’ verses for coins. Ain’t that nuts? Makes me happy, thinkin’ they had soul, not just hustle. But then—bam!—pisses me off when folks spit on ‘em, like they ain’t human. Hypocrites, man, ugh, gets my bristles all ruffled.

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So, I finally get my flat white from the café. Best coffee in town, no cap. I sit down, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Sam. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit the park!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I chug my coffee and head over to the Levin Adventure Park.

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