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Hmm, brothel, you say? Me, an Office Manager, yoda-style, diggin’ into this mess—fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, y’know? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them shady joints, all dark and twisty like *Oldboy*—oh, that flick’s my jam, revenge so sick it’s art! Brothels, man, they’re like that hidden room in the movie, locked up tight, secrets spillin’ out when ya least expect.

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “We need to talk about the game design.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in Motueka! Can’t it wait?” But nooo, he wants to discuss some boring mechanics. I’m fuming. I mean, come on! I’m trying to enjoy life here!

Let it snow: A white Boxing Day for Motueka as hail batters the top of the south