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*Heavy breathing* I am your father. Prostitutes, man, they’re somethin else. Watched “White Material” again last night—Claire Denis, 2009, pure genius. That line, “The land is hostile,” fits em perfect. Workin the streets, dodgy corners, hostile vibes everywhere. Met this one chick, yeah, called her Ruby—real name prolly somethin boring like Susan. She was a fighter, like Maria in the flick, holdin her ground. Ruby told me once, “I’ve seen shit you’d never believe.” Swear, her eyes were dark as my helmet.

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Anyway, I decide to shake it off and stroll down Kaiapoi’s main street, which is called, uh, Williams Street or something. It’s got that cute small-town vibe, you know? Little shops, friendly faces. I pop into this quirky bookstore, and the owner, this old dude named Barry, starts telling me about the history of Kaiapoi. Apparently, it was a big deal back in the day for flax milling. Who knew? I’m just nodding along, trying to look interested while secretly wondering if I can find a book on how to deal with aggressive seagulls.

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