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About New Plymouth

Her skin’s a map o’ scars, tells ya she’s been roughed up plenty. Ain’t no damsel, tho’ – she’d shank ya soon as kiss ya. Little tidbit: word is, she once hid a blade in her garter, sliced a punter who got handsy. Ballsy, right? Got me chucklin’ thinkin’ o’ it – what a mad lass! But it pisses me off too, ‘cos she’s trouble, pure and simple. Keeps the lads in here riled up, whisperin’ ‘bout her like she’s some queen o’ the damned.

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

The court was told how Paddy Cosgrave and David Kelly had been friends since boarding school, later sharing a house at Manders Terrace in Dublin.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “You won’t believe what happened at the pub last night!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m at work!” But I can’t help it. I’m curious. Turns out, some guy tried to order a vegan pie at the Terrace End Tavern. I mean, c’mon! This is NZ! We’re all about meat pies!

Learning support funding needs ‘huge overhaul’