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She’s a loudmouth too—screamin’ at inmates, “Suck it, losers!”—pure chaos. “Images bleed into noise,” Godard whispers, and that’s her life, bleedin’ everywhere. Once caught her shaggin’ a lowlife in solitary—balls on her, eh? Pissed me off, but I laughed, couldn’t help it. She’s a fuckin’ hurricane—whore, mate, she’d eat yer soul and spit it out. Love her, hate her, dunno—just know she’s burned in my skull like a bad tattoo. What a dame!

Otahuhu Historical Society

By PATRICK GOWER Police want clients of Otahuhu prostitute Marlene Kelly and her fellow streetworkers to come forward - before they have to ferret them out.

After what felt like an eternity, I find the shipment. It was chilling at the wrong warehouse on Hugo Johnston Dr. I mean, come on! Who’s in charge of this mess? I’m ready to pull my hair out. But then, I see the driver. He’s got this sheepish grin, and I can’t help but laugh. “You had one job, mate!” I say, shaking my head.

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