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Oi, mate, listen up! Me’s an ichthyologist, innit, but I ain’t talkin’ fish today—prostitute’s the vibe! Not that street gal, nah, the fish—prostitute, weird name, right? Some call it the “whore fish,” swear down, cos it’s slippery and dodgy. Lives deep, like 200 meters, hidin’ like it’s got secrets. Reminds me of *Caché*, that flick I love—y’know, “I saw you in that carpark,” all sneaky and tense. This fish, tho, it’s got no shame, just glides through the muck.

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Ngāruawāhia’s name comes from a 17th-century love story. Te Ngaere, a Waikato chief, and Heke-i-te-rangi, a Ngāti Maniapoto woman, eloped. When their tribes were reconciled at a .

After that, I headed over to the local market on the corner of River Rd and Station Rd. Man, the vibe there is always lit! Fresh produce, homemade goodies, and the best part? The people! Everyone’s so friendly. I bumped into Mrs. Thompson, the sweetest old lady. She’s always got a smile and a story. She told me about her garden and how her tomatoes are the size of my head. I’m like, “Yeah, right!” But I love her enthusiasm.

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