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About Dunedin

What gets me mad? These sleazy pimps, man, struttin’ like they own her. Wanna bash their heads in! Happy? When she scored a burger from some dude instead of a quickie – small wins, ya know? Surprised me when she said she’s savin’ up to get out – ballsy dream! I’m rootin’ for her, pal, but it’s a long shot. She’s a fighter tho, tougher than most. “Talk to Her” vibes, man – she’s alive, but sleepwalkin’ through hell. Whaddya think, huh? Crazy world, crazy dame!

It's what makes us different

First off, I hit up High St for brekkie. You know, the usual—coffee and a pie. I swear, the pies here are like little pockets of heaven. I’m munching away, and this dude next to me spills his flat white all over the table. Like, bro, chill! It’s just coffee, not a crime scene. But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta love the chaos of a small town, right?

Let it snow: A white Boxing Day for Motueka as hail batters the top of the south