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About Palmerston North

Oh, and get this—Victorian era, whores used coded ads in newspapers! “French lessons,” my ass—everyone knew what’s up. Clever as hell, right? Snarky side of me’s like, “Teach me, queen!” Anyway, whores are survivors—gritty, messy, human. “The past must be faced,” movie says—whores face it daily, no cap. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re here, and I’m here for it—lab coat and all!

Dannevirke

Shut Your Whore Mouth Cursive Craft personalized handmade mug Dannevirke, New Zealand.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down High St, just vibin’, when I spot this massive snake slithering across the road. Like, what the heck? I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna get squished!” So, I do my thing, right? I cast a little spell, and boom! The snake just freezes. I’m feelin’ like a wizard or somethin’. But then, outta nowhere, a car comes barreling down. I’m like, “Noooo!” I wave my hands, and the snake just... vanishes. Poof! Gone. I’m left standing there like an idiot, and the driver just stares at me. Awkward.

Beekeepers burn hives as infectious disease spreads through Dannevirke