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Now, don’t get me wrong – ain’t all roses. Some get beat, used up, tossed out. Pisses me off, how they’re seen as meat. Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – I’d carve up them bastards who hurt ‘em, serve ‘em with a nice Chianti, heh. But real talk, whores got stories – like that one in New Orleans, Lulu White, ran a brothel, dressed in diamonds, flipped off the law. Badass! Makes me grin thinkin’ ‘bout her.

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The Women and Children Crisis Centre in Tonga says the kingdom needs to open its eyes up to the trade in sex workers and it's doing its own investigation to build up evidence of the problem.

Oh, and let me not forget the quirky narrow lane of Hutu Street – yeah, I even tripped there once, LOL! it’s filled with murals and graffiti that scream rebellious joy. There’s this old, creaky bookstore called “The Bard's Reverie”—truly majestic! I've often taken breaks, pondering life while indulging in a cup of local brew that made me mad when it spilled all over my notes (argh, clumsy me!).

Earthquake of magnitude 7.0 strikes Tonga islands, GFZ says