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Ssss! Gets me mad too—why’s it gotta cost so much? Fifty quid for a slippery grope? Ain’t fair, I says! Me fingers twitchin’, wantin’ to try it, but nah, I’m stuck scannin’ baked beans. “Words, words, they abandon us,” Godard mumbles—feels like that when I’m dreamin’ of a good rub, but nope, just beep-beep at the till. Hiss! Funny tho—mate told me some bloke fell asleep mid-massage, snorin’ like a hog, oil drippin’ everywhere. Laughed me head off!

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old mate from high school. We start chatting, and he’s telling me about his new job at the local council. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But then he goes on about all the boring meetings he has to sit through. I’m thinking, “Man, I’d rather watch paint dry!” But hey, at least he’s got a steady gig, right?

Firefighters still at scene of metal recycling plant fire in Papakura