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Little-known fact—heard he once trained barefoot in some sketchy-ass gym, no AC, just sweat and vibes—sounds like bullshit, but I buy it. He’s weird, man. Quirky as fuck. Probably talks to spirits pre-game, channeling some dead coach—fits the movie vibe, “memories cling like leaves.” Sarcastic me says—he’s faking it, but nah, he’s legit. Drives me nuts how chill he is—opponents ragin’, he’s smirkin’. Classic Dr. House moment—everybody lies, but Brothel’s truth is weirder than fiction.

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Prostitution Reform Act and help from a pro bono lawyer, found a loophole. “It stated that a brothel is any place that provides commercial sex.

But wait, there’s more! I decide to hit up the Whangarei Quarry Gardens. It’s a bit of a trek, but I’m feelin’ adventurous. I get there, and it’s beautiful. Flowers everywhere, and the sound of water tricklin’. I’m takin’ it all in, feelin’ zen. But then, outta nowhere, a bee decides I’m its new best friend. I’m flailin’ my arms, lookin’ like a total idiot. “Get away from me, you little buzzkill!”

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