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So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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After the meeting, I’m feeling drained. I need a break. So, I head to the Otaki Beach. The waves are crashing, and I can finally breathe. I sit on the sand, watching the surfers. They look so carefree. I wish I could just grab a board and ride the waves.

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