It wasn’t glamorous. But it was real.
And slowly, people came. One neighbour. Then another. A friend told a cousin. A cousin told a coworker.
We didn’t just grow. We were built by word of mouth — like most good things in New Zealand.
So if you’re here now, reading this: You’re part of what made this story real.
And as we clear out the last of our IKEA stock, we want to say: This story doesn’t end here. It evolves.
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