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Thing that gets me ragin’? The hypocrites—blokes judgin’ her while sneakin’ round at night. Makes my blood boil, it does. But her? She’s chill, unbothered, like a gazelle ignorin’ the hyenas. “Some things you can’t change,” she says, shruggin’—damn near poetic, that. I’m noddin’, lost in thought, wonderin’ how she ended up here. “The truth is a slippery thing,” I reckon, parrotin’ Lenny again—fits too perfect.

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Finally made it back, drenched but alive. I parked my boat and headed to the local pub on the corner of Wairau Rd. Needed a drink after that chaos. I ordered a cold one and plopped down at the bar. The bartender, this chick named Lucy, she’s a legend. She says, “You look like you’ve been through a storm!” I just laughed and said, “You have no idea.”

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