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Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

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So, I finally get my caffeine fix and head to the office. Nago’s streets are buzzing. I mean, you got the palm trees swaying, tourists snapping pics, and locals just doing their thing. I love it. But then, I hit a snag. My phone rings. It’s a client. “Hey, I need to sell my property on Kise Beach ASAP!” Panic mode activated. I’m like, “Dude, chill. We got this.” But inside, I’m freaking out. Kise Beach? That’s prime real estate.

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