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Me? I’d be pissed if it’s all hype. You pay big, expectin magic fingers, and it’s just some dude half-assin it. Weak. But when it’s good? Oh man, happy ain’t the word—*“I’m Dae-su Oh, motherfucker”*—you feel alive, untangled, like you punched life back. Surprised me how some spots sneak in happy endings, tho. Shady joints, bro, they don’t even hide it. Saw this one masseuse, swear she winked at me, I’m like, “What’s good?” She just smirked—prolly seen weirder dudes than me.

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First off, I had to head into Karori. Now, Karori’s a cool spot, but it’s a whole different world from my forest. I mean, I love the trees, the wildlife, the peace. But the city? Ugh. So, I hop on the bus at Karori Road, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between a dude who smells like he just rolled in a dumpster and a lady with a baby who’s wailing like it’s the end of the world.

Jax's fun day out at Karori Park Play Area