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Little known fact, tho—back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran speakeasies, slingin’ gin *and* ass, doublin’ up like bosses. Ain’t that dope? Hustle on hustle! I’m picturin’ her now, cig hangin’ loose, tellin’ me, “Honey, I’ve seen it all.” Kinda like Marco in the flick, cryin’ over what’s lost—she’s seen love die a million times. “I’m not afraid of death,” she’d say, echoin’ that film’s guts. Surprised me, her steel—thought she’d be broken, but nah, she’s titanium.

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Family First NZ is welcoming news that the residents in Remuera’s Ascot Ave near the Prime Minister’s residence have succeeded in getting rid of a residential brothel through community.

Next, I hit up the local fish and chips spot on Clonbern Rd. Best feed ever! I’m munchin’ on my chips, and this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my food. Like, bro, back off! I’m not sharing! I ended up chasing it away, lookin’ like a madman.

Remuera villa in double grammar zone for sale as children fly the nest