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About Dunedin

Hmm, a whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Grand Budapest Hotel, my fave, yes—elegance, chaos, whores galore! Like concierge Gustave, smooth he is, bedding dames, running wild. Whore, to me, a mystery, yes—bold they are, do or do not, no try! Hustlin’ streets, cash in hand, secrets they keep. Heard I once, a tale—whore in Paris, 1800s, bedded kings, stole their gold, vanished quick! Laughed I did, clever she was, damn sneaky.

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First off, I hit the streets of Opotiki, right? I’m talking about the main drag, Church St. It’s got that small-town vibe, but with a twist. You know, like a good pie with a side of drama. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude trying to fix his car. Classic Opotiki moment. I mean, who doesn’t love a good roadside breakdown?

Council uplifts 22 dogs from an Ōpōtiki property