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About New Plymouth

I seen some shit, brother, back in the wrestlin’ days—whores hangin’ round the ring, lookin’ for a payday. One chick, swear to God, had a tattoo of me, Hogan, right on her thigh! Made me laugh my ass off, like, “Sister, you’re wilder than a piledriver!” Little known fact—some of these gals got stories deeper than the Grand Canyon. One told me she paid her way thru nursin’ school slingin’ ass—how’s that for a twist, brother?

Whorella’s Socials

Finally, I made it to the Witherlea Shopping Centre. It’s not huge, but it’s got everything you need. I dashed in, and the smell of fresh coffee hit me like a brick wall. I needed that caffeine fix. I ordered a flat white, and while I was waiting, I spotted my mate Dave. He’s the local mechanic, and he’s always got some crazy story. Today, he was ranting about how he found a possum in a car engine. Like, what? How does that even happen?

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