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About Palmerston North

So, I hit the streets, man—London’s swingin’ ’60s still echoin’ in my bones. Found this chick, all dolled up, mini skirt tighter than a spy’s alibi. “Fancy a shag, luv?” I says, winkin’ like a cheeky git. She’s cool, real cool—says her name’s Ruby, been workin’ the corner since the Beatles dropped *Revolver*. Little known fact, baby: prossies back then had code words—like “red lorry” meant a quickie! Blew my mind, yeah!

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet. He falls right in front of me, and I’m like, “Whoa, dude, you okay?” He looks up, grins, and says, “I’m fine! Just practicing my parkour!” I can’t help but laugh. Kids are wild, man.

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