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Findin’ one? Psh, ya gotta know the signs. Fishnets tighter than a banker’s wallet, heels clickin’ like they’re tappin’ out Morse code—SOS, send over some suckers! I’m pissed, tho—some jerks think it’s all fun and games, hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. Nah, dude, respect the hustle! Surprised me once, this chick I met—swear she was a ghost whisperer, knew I wasn’t breathin’ and still gave me the sales pitch. Ballsy! Loved that. “You’re not like the others,” she says—damn right, I’m freakin’ Beetlejuice!

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Jemima Savage and Lou Boissard from the Savage Boissard studio guiding interested people through their design for the Flaxmere gravel garden. A wonderful.

But then, outta nowhere, the sky goes dark. I’m thinkin’, “No way, not rain!” But it starts pouring. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some kinda video game. I duck into this little shop on Flaxmere Dr. It’s a thrift store, and I’m just trying to stay dry.

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