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About Wellington

Oh no, R2, where you at? I’m ramblin—brothels ain’t my scene, too grimy. Still, gotta admit, they got guts, survivin laws and prudes forever. “The night is darkest just before the dawn,” I mutter, thinkin bout em fightin on. Shit’s real, mate—grubby, sad, but real. What ya reckon?

Africa, Middle East, and India

In June , dressed to impress in her finest ball gown, dripping with expensive jewellery and driving a limited edition luxury car, socialite and brothel.

But then, I see this guy trying to parallel park on the corner of North Parade. He’s struggling hard. I mean, come on, it’s not rocket science! I’m sipping my coffee, and I can’t help but laugh. He finally gets it, but he’s so proud, you’d think he just landed a spaceship.

Fire and Emergency crews called to house fire in Shirley