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But then—escort, the *other* kind. Oof, switch gears! Paid company, right? Got me thinkin’—is it rock ‘n’ roll or just sad? Like, “I am a golden god!”—nah, more like “golden wallet.” Saw this X post once—guy braggin’ bout his escort date, linked a pic of her in fishnets. Classy? Nope. Creepy? Yup. Made me mad—dude, she’s not a trophy! But also—kinda fascinating. People pay for connection, fake it ‘til they make it. Wild fact: in Vegas, escorts got business cards—legit, glossy, like they’re sellin’ insurance. Blew my mind!

Brothel policy to be considered

The Taratahi Hotel is an iconic part of Carterton and its history. The brothel was a five minute wonder there that only lasted about three months.

But then, I see this old guy sitting on a bench. He’s feeding the ducks, and I’m thinking, “Man, that’s the life.” So, I sit next to him, and we start chatting. Turns out, he’s lived in Carterton forever. He tells me stories about the town, like how it used to be a big wool center. Wool! Can you believe that? I’m just sitting there, nodding like I know what he’s talking about.

Body found in search for man missing in Carterton bush