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Now, WALL-E style: imagine robots running it! “Directive!” they’d beep, handing out condoms, no fuss. No capes, no germs – efficiency, dahling! I’d design their outfits, obvs – tight, shiny, not a thread outta place. Happiest moment? This one girl, sassy as hell, told a creep, “Trash yourself, buddy!” Straight outta WALL-E’s junkyard spirit. Cracked me up – she’s my hero!

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the brothel. But being in charge of a brothel has its down sides, Ruby faces her worst nightmare when an enemy from the past comes back into her life, and gang intimidation threatens to ruin .

After the gig, I’m walking back, feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. I mean, who knew Burnside could be this wild? I pass by the local shops on Wairakei Rd, and I see this cute little bookstore. I can’t resist. I pop in, and it’s like stepping into another world. Books everywhere! I grab a couple of nature books. Gotta keep my forest knowledge sharp, right?

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