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About Auckland

So I’m walkin’, right? Down some sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret. I see this gal, lean dagger of a dame, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a noir film. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t right!” Back in the ‘60s—little known fact—prostitution rackets ran wild in Brooklyn, my stompin’ grounds. Mob’d shake ‘em down, leave ‘em broke. Now? Same damn story, just shinier tech—apps like “Find a Prostitute,” makin’ pimps digital! Billionaires profit, workers starve! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell, fist shakin’. She looks at me, smirks—says, “Cool it, grandpa, want a date or not?”

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Considering it's only 60 minutes, should we just take the train to E or still go to FCL A to get transferred from there to E? What's generally.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the main drag, which is, like, what? The only road that matters here? I think it’s called the Terrace End Road or somethin’. Anyway, I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I swear, I could lose a wheel in that thing.

Terrace to Vancouver flights using Hawkair aircraft to end