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About New Plymouth

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

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Then, I spot my mate, Dave, down by the playground on the corner of Waitoa Rd. He’s tryin’ to impress some girl, but he’s just makin’ a fool of himself. He’s like, “Check out my mad skills!” and then trips over his own feet. Classic Dave. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost spill my coffee. But hey, at least he’s tryin’, right?

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