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About Napier

Lemme tell ya, I’m no expert, but I’ve heard stories—wild ones! Didja know in Amsterdam they got these window girls? Like a damn human vending machine! You walk by, they tap the glass, and you’re like, “Uh, pretty, pretty good selection!” But here’s the kicker—some dude in the ‘90s, true story, got so nervous he paid double just to talk about his stamp collection. Freakin’ stamps! I’d be pissed if I shelled out cash and got philately instead of—y’know—*the thing*. Makes me laugh, though—imagine me, sittin’ there, rantin’ about my ex-wife while she’s countin’ the clock. “Time’s money, Larry!” she’d say. Hilarious!

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By the end of the night, I’m exhausted. I clean up the bar, and I’m thinking about how wild Mangere can be. From the rugby wins to the love stories, and the drama, it’s never a dull moment. I step outside, and the air is fresh, the stars are out, and I can hear the distant sounds of the city.

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