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I walk in, ladies everywhere, smiling, winking. One girl, she look like my sister – I scream, “Nooo, not you!” Made me angry, heart go boom, like bomb in movie. “This is the end!” I yell, but no, she just laugh. I calm down, order drink – cheap vodka, taste like tractor oil. Brothel got dark corners, sticky floor, ugh, I trip, fall on big guy. He mad, I say, “Sorry, my king!” like in film. He punch me, I laugh – pain is funny!

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After the gig, I’m walking back, feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. I mean, who knew Burnside could be this wild? I pass by the local shops on Wairakei Rd, and I see this cute little bookstore. I can’t resist. I pop in, and it’s like stepping into another world. Books everywhere! I grab a couple of nature books. Gotta keep my forest knowledge sharp, right?

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