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About New Plymouth

I’m drivin’ past one in Jersey, neon lights flashin’, makes me happy, like, “Oh, captain, my captain!”—freedom, ya know? But then, bam, some sleazy pimp’s yellin’, and I’m pissed—why they gotta ruin it? Tony Soprano don’t take that crap. Saw this one joint, swear, smelled like gabagool gone bad, but inside? Girls laughin’, playin’ cards between johns—surprised me, real human stuff.

Explanatory note

Consultant Adrienne Young Cooper and Chris Smith say between 10 and 15 massage-type businesses are likely to be operating as brothels in Manukau City Centre, Papatoetoe and East.

We get to the outskirts of the city, and I’m feelin’ pumped. I’m finally out in the wild, away from the chaos. But then, I hear this weird noise. Like, a rustlin’ in the bushes. My heart’s racin’. I’m thinkin’, “Is it a deer? A rabbit? Or worse, a possum?” I creep closer, and it’s just a cat. A fat, lazy cat. I laugh out loud. “Really? You scared me for a cat?”

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