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Oh, and get this—there’s this wild story from France, some chick in the 1700s, total whore vibes, but she was secretly a spy! Droppin secrets while droppin—well, ya know! Surprised the barnacles outta me! I’m like, “Go girl, work it!” Imagine her in “Ida,” whisperin, “We’ve done worse than fuck,” like the aunt says, all sly and badass. Gives me chills, buddy!

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This crackhead whore nearly smashed the side of my car as she illegally cut across two lanes to drive around me to get in front while turning the corner.

After that, I decide to stroll down to the beach. Motueka Beach is just a stone’s throw away. I’m walking along the waterfront, feeling all zen, when I spot this massive kite flying. I mean, it’s HUGE! Like, bigger than my apartment. I’m thinking, “Who even flies kites this big?” Turns out, it’s some local kid. He’s got skills, man. I’m low-key jealous.

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