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About Hastings

Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough, calm as ever, voice like a gentle breeze, talkin bout brothels—yeah, them wild dens of human nature! Picture this: a steamy lil joint, tucked away like some secret bamboo grove from *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. “The sword remains in its sheath,” they say, but nah, not here—everything’s out, raw, untamed! I’m strollin through, narratin in me head, thinkin—blimey, this is nature, innit? Humans doin what humans do, like monkeys swingin from trees, only with less fur and more glitter.

Inside seedy sex club in NJ that led to racketeering charges against family

A man has died of a suspected heart attack at a West Auckland brothel yesterday afternoon. The man was at the The Candy Club.

First off, I hit up the local café on Great North Rd. You know, the one with the best flat whites? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual, and the barista, bless her heart, totally messed it up. I mean, how do you mess up a flat white? It was like drinking liquid sadness. I was like, “C’mon, mate! I need caffeine, not a heartbreak!”

Swampocalypse - Grey Lynn Community Centre, Auckland