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About Savanna-la-Mar

So, I’m whisperin’ to meself, “Keep it cool, Bean.” She’s still there, smirkin’—cheeky minx! Costs a tenner, she says—ten quid! Robbery, that! “Time slips away,” I think, quotin’ Celine—deep, eh? But me wallet’s lighter than me head. Little fact—didja know some old prossies used secret codes? Like, tap a foot twice—means “fancy a go?” Blew me mind, that! Wish I knew it sooner—coulda tapped me way to glory!

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But then, the mood shifts. I get a call about an accident on the corner of the Bog-Walk bypass. My heart drops. I send a driver, but I’m worried. I mean, accidents are no joke. I can’t help but think about how crazy the roads are here. People drive like they’re in a race or something.

Bog Walk Gorge temporarily closed due to heavy rainfall