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About Napier

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—no capes!—and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a badass bailiff in them dusty mining towns, boots caked in grit, chasin’ down fools who owe big. But one night, I’m off duty, right? Thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam, all about bein’ trapped but dreamin’ wild. “I am a cavern,” that line hits me, y’know? Deep, dark, searchin’ for somethin’.

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First thing, I’m out on Rosedale’s main drag, Rosedale Rd. It’s quiet, too quiet. I’m thinkin’, “Where’s all the hustle?” But then, bam! A flock of sheep decides to play hide and seek. Seriously, they’re like ninjas. I’m chasin’ ‘em down the street, dodging cars. I swear, I nearly got run over by a dude in a beat-up old Holden. He honked like I was the one in the wrong!

Rosedale Park gets a new name