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Moving flats is a right bitch but when your landlady sells the place out from under you, you don't have much choice. Kyle and I tore around Wellington in our quest for new digs last Saturday, and this Saturday we move out of the CBD and over to Newtown (less hustle, equivalent bustle) ... a light airy pad with a spare room, a balcony and a view (all of which are fantastic bonuses). Oh, and the marital aid manufacturer close by should hopefully lead to some interesting stories too. Stay tuned!
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